Scared out of my wits...

I don't know about anyone else, but one of my biggest fears is something bad happening to my munchkin. I think that this is a pretty primitive and basic instinct in any parent. Last night, I had probably the biggest scare I have ever had. I got a phone call not long after I got home - which I missed because my cell was buried in the bottom of my purse. Just as I got to it - it was a "missed call". No sooner than I had put the phone down - it rang again - same number as before. I answered & heard such a loud commotion on the other end - I couldn't make anything out... then I heard my munchkin over all the other noises - crying.... the words I heard on the other end sent such a chill up my spine that everything stopped for what seemed to be an eternity...

"Momma - we were just in a wreck."

I could hear so many loud noises - I wasn't sure if I heard him correctly, (even though I knew I had.) We were out of the house & into the truck by the time I got off the phone. He was able to tell us through his tears where he was. I spoke with the driver too, & she told us to get to where they were. He is picked up every day from school by our next door neighbor - an older lady we have known for a while - she is my munchkins best friends grandmother. Yesterday, she had asked if he could go with her to the airport so she could drop someone off. I saw no problem with this - he runs errands with her sometimes, & this wasn't any different. They had just finished stopping for ice cream & were headed back home when they were rear-ended. A large SUV ran straight into the back of the minivan that they were in. The driver was obviously paying no attention to what was going on. Everyone in the lane had slowed down & just came to a stop when this SUV shoved them into the truck that was in front of them. When we got there - they were just pulling her out of the van. My munchkin came running up to us & broke down into tears & fell into his dads arms. I (as usual) had the "job" of getting everyone on the same page & everything coordinated - from my neighbors groceries in the van to her purse & wristwatch to give to her daughter. They wanted to check my munchkin out one more time - so he & his dad climbed up into the 'ambliance'

(when my munchkin was a baby - this is what he called the ambulance)

& got checked out...again.

In the end - he didn't ride to the hospital, but our neighbor did - but she was released later that night. She was up and moving around this morning (so that was a good sign). The thing that my munchkin said hurt the most was the finger prick when they checked his blood sugar. He is such a brave kid! I am just thankful that nobody was injured past a couple bumps & bruises!