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So much has happened since my last post that I almost feel lost at where to begin...In early December, December 2nd to be exact at 1:30 am a drunk driver who may or may not have fallen asleep at the wheel drifted into the wrong lane hit a ditch, launched his car through our fence, where it hit the yard gouging out a large scoop and plowed into our house coming to rest in my and my daughter's bedrooms.

The destruction was intense, in the picture above there is a 2x4 that had just been put up in order to get the whole covered, and where it is is where my head was along that wall. The noise is what I still remember, the crash being so loud, like a bomb. At first I did not realize what had happened my 1st real though was I hope that didn't wake the kids. My next thought was I can't breathe, the car had hit me and flung me and my mattress across the room where I hit the opposite wall which knocked the air right out of me. I was covered in rubble bits of wood and dry wall, insulation, and tons of dust. The car was sitting in my room where my bed had been, the headlights were on and the radio was blasting. I stood up and tried to get my bearings, waking up in a place other than where you laid down is a bit disorienting. I thought "the driver" but before I could move the car door opened, a man stepped out and asked me where he was, I told him he was in my house in what I know was not the nicest manner and his answer was to stand waveringly and ask me again where he was.

The dust was so thick in the air, and the headlight were shining in the room in such a way that at the time I couldn't tell that the front end of the car was actually in my daughter's room. I knew I had to get to her though, she wasn't crying or calling for me. I tried to force the bedroom door to open and couldn't the mattress was laying in front of it. I looked at the man and said "you have to help me move this" to which he did not respond. I said it again and he just stood there looking around, so I grabbed his sweatshirt and said "look at me, you have to help me move this so I can get to my kids" well I yelled a car in a house is quite noisy. I pulled him over told him to pick it up and we managed to shift it enough that I could get through the door. I tried to open Finnley's door but had to shove there were things on the floor, this was the first time I realized her room wasn't intact. I shoved through the door and Finnley was sitting up on her bed, there was so much dust and mess you couldn't hardly see but the headlights were shining in her room as well. I asked her if she was OK she said yes, I asked her to wiggle her toes because the foot end of her bed was all folded up and she did and I asked her if it hurt and she said no. There was so much on the floor that I wasn't even able to get the door all the way open. I made it into her room and the man tried to follow I told him "no you wait here, stay" and he did. I made my way to Finn and helped her get slippers so she could walk out without hurting her feet.

We, Finnley, the man, and myself made it into the living room and there was a knock on the door, it was our neighbor Shane, I asked him to call 911 and put Finnley on the sofa and covered her with a blanket. I went to get Iain who was still asleep, yes he managed to sleep through it. I brought Iain to the living room and put him with Finn under the banket and explained that everything would be ok and that firemen, policemen, and ambulance men would be coming. During the time when I was gone to get Iain the man took off out the front door. I went back to the bedroom to try and search up my cell phone which had been sitting on my now non-existant bedstand. This was also the time I started to realize my shoulders and right elbow were in considerable pain. I was still looking when a police man came through the whole in the wall and asked if the man was there, I recounted when he had taken off and what he looked like and was wearing. The police man intructed me to go sit down the EMTs were on the way, which I didn't do I kept looking until I saw the firetruck lights through the hole in the wall. I didn't find the phone though. Iain loved all the commotion, firemen and police men in our house, it was all of his dreams come true, he smiled non-stop. The Emt's checked me out they said going to the hospital was up to me because I wasn't exibiting any signs of trauma or a brain injury. I got a chuckle from them when I told them "sure, why not we've met our deductible for the year". In the end I went to the hospital for a few hours, Finnley and Iain were taken to my folks by the neighbor who was able to relay what happened, Shane got a hold of my husband who was working a night shift on the slope in Alaska, I have been in physical therapy for over a month and the man has plead 'not guilty' and we have a court date set.

I'm so happy it's a new year, I'm excited to begin my blog again, and I feel like I can get back to normal having put this story in. Thanks so much for all of the kind wishes and concern of all our friends and all of the help we received, there is nothing in the world like loving friends and family :) Happy New Year :)