Request a few prayers for Rustyratrod

Wow thanks yall. First, yes I was on the phone with John (greymouser7). Normally, taking phone calls is NOT on my to do list behind the wheel. BUT because of his Navy schedule, I don't get to talk to John often so I took it. It was still not the right thing to do, but the phone call had zero bearing on the accident. Here's what happened.

Was travelling north on Vineville Avenue in Macon......ironically going to Kitty's doctor's appointment for a heart checkup and EKG. This particular road is really bad in Macon anyway. It is a three laner with the center lane that switches direction with the flow of traffic. Toward town in morning rush hour and away from town in the afternoon. I was in the center lane. Saw the whole thing unfold and was pretty helpless to avoid it.

This car was simply turning into my lane from the right lane. I got as far over to the left riding ON the yellow line where on the other side was a steady flow of oncoming traffic. I got the front bumper past her, then the cab then the front of the bed, then I said to myself "thank God, I missed her" and of course then BANG.

Sent me into a skid towards the right. All I saw was an ENTIRE family in their front yard, and a car parked in their driveway. I knew if I kept sliding the way I was, I was going to plow a family down. So I cranked the wheel all the way to the left and went into a slide to the left and slid across two front yards and slammed into the family's car totally from the passenger's side. Kitty's side. I hated to do it. But I had to. Both airbags deployed.

Soon as we stopped I made sure Kitty wasn't with a dire injury and got out to make sure the truck wasn't on fire or anything close then got Kitty out. All this whole time, the family's father is screaming at me "you saved my son's life" over and over. Even all of the cops, fire and rescue guys and especially the cop that witnessed the whole thing kept saying what a good job I did controlling it after the initial impact......I take zero credit. It was God's hand. Not mine.

Got my sister to come get us because Kitty being the hard head she is did not want an ambulance ride or to go to the ER. When we got home, she changed her tune so we got in her car and spent from about 5:30 yesterday to 6:30 this morning in the ER. We are both SORE as hell. They SAY Kitty is alright, but I don't know. She is in a LOT of pain and I mean more so than just being sore. We have to still go get her EKG done today and if she's not feeling any better I may take her back to the ER. I will keep yall posted on that.

The truck. My poor little truck. It's done and over with. But it did its job. I will try to get to the impound yard and get pics. EVERY single officer said that I was not at fault. At least that's the silver lining, I guess......but now we're down to one vehicle. When it rains it pours.