Yesterday while traveling home from Roosevelt, David and I had the great (more like horrific) experience of hitting a deer.
Yep. We were about 20 minutes out of Roosevelt, maybe even less. It went like this:
I was talking to David and playing a game on my phone, as I do oft times while traveling to keep myself occupied. I looked down and continued to play a bit of bejeweled and David and I were no longer talking. The next thing I knew...*SMACK/WHAM/THUD/SMASH* and a jerk of the car. David said, "We just hit a deer." and I didn't know what to think! David calmly slowed the car down and pulled over. We were both OK and he called 911 while I called my parents to tell them the sad news.
Apparently, this now very dead doe decided to run/jump/leap across the road as we were coming, and thought that it might win. Well miss doe, you lost. The score is deer=0 car=0 Shari and David=1. David had just set the cruise control to 65 about a mile before we hit the deer. He saw the deer just before we hit it but didn't have enough time to do anything but hit it, so he braced for impact, held the steering wheel tight and wham. The damage was done. Luckily, the deer was in the air when hit it, trying to jump away. It was also a lucky thing that it hit his side of the car so I didn't get too much of the impact.
The DNR officer was the first person to show up after the people behind us stopped. She checked to see if the deer was dead and sure enough...it was. We broke all of its legs and tossed it to the other side of the road. At least I can feel good that it had a quick death, and didn't have to suffer...stupid deer anyway!!
Anyway, we waited around for the trooper to show up for a while, but we kept ourselves occupied while we waited. David got all the insurance business settled and my mom showed up. We sat in her car while the UHP trooper did the paperwork and almost 2 hours after we left Roosevelt, we were on our way back for the night.
After we got to my parent's house, David and I went to the hospital just as a precaution to get me and the baby checked out. I was monitored for about 30 minutes and there was no sign of labor, or anything so they let me go.
We stayed the night in Roosevelt and came back this morning in the good ole S10. I loathe that truck but I'm thankful that we were able to get back home because of it.
Now we are just waiting to hear from our insurance rep to see what they're going to do about the car. They may decide to total it, which would be sad because I love my car, and I kind of just want it back...
Oh yeah, David walked away without any bruises, but I wasn't so fortunate. I've just got a sore chest right where the shoulder belt was. It's not fun, but hey, we walked away virtually unharmed. I'm very thankful that things turned out OK and that nothing worse happened. It was also a huge blessing that we hit the deer not to far from Roosevelt so my parents could help us out.
I'm glad it's mostly all the way over and I sure hope it never happens again!
Yep. We were about 20 minutes out of Roosevelt, maybe even less. It went like this:
I was talking to David and playing a game on my phone, as I do oft times while traveling to keep myself occupied. I looked down and continued to play a bit of bejeweled and David and I were no longer talking. The next thing I knew...*SMACK/WHAM/THUD/SMASH* and a jerk of the car. David said, "We just hit a deer." and I didn't know what to think! David calmly slowed the car down and pulled over. We were both OK and he called 911 while I called my parents to tell them the sad news.
Apparently, this now very dead doe decided to run/jump/leap across the road as we were coming, and thought that it might win. Well miss doe, you lost. The score is deer=0 car=0 Shari and David=1. David had just set the cruise control to 65 about a mile before we hit the deer. He saw the deer just before we hit it but didn't have enough time to do anything but hit it, so he braced for impact, held the steering wheel tight and wham. The damage was done. Luckily, the deer was in the air when hit it, trying to jump away. It was also a lucky thing that it hit his side of the car so I didn't get too much of the impact.
The DNR officer was the first person to show up after the people behind us stopped. She checked to see if the deer was dead and sure enough...it was. We broke all of its legs and tossed it to the other side of the road. At least I can feel good that it had a quick death, and didn't have to suffer...stupid deer anyway!!
Anyway, we waited around for the trooper to show up for a while, but we kept ourselves occupied while we waited. David got all the insurance business settled and my mom showed up. We sat in her car while the UHP trooper did the paperwork and almost 2 hours after we left Roosevelt, we were on our way back for the night.
After we got to my parent's house, David and I went to the hospital just as a precaution to get me and the baby checked out. I was monitored for about 30 minutes and there was no sign of labor, or anything so they let me go.
We stayed the night in Roosevelt and came back this morning in the good ole S10. I loathe that truck but I'm thankful that we were able to get back home because of it.
Now we are just waiting to hear from our insurance rep to see what they're going to do about the car. They may decide to total it, which would be sad because I love my car, and I kind of just want it back...
Oh yeah, David walked away without any bruises, but I wasn't so fortunate. I've just got a sore chest right where the shoulder belt was. It's not fun, but hey, we walked away virtually unharmed. I'm very thankful that things turned out OK and that nothing worse happened. It was also a huge blessing that we hit the deer not to far from Roosevelt so my parents could help us out.
I'm glad it's mostly all the way over and I sure hope it never happens again!
