Facing Demons

I have just realised that I faced one of my worst demons on Tuesday and beat it.

Ever since the silly accident that put me in a wheelchair (well falling down steps is silly really!) and from when I started to drive again I have this 'fear', and I am not sure fear is a strong enough word to describe the feeling, but I'll go with fear, about what would happen if I had an accident and couldn't get out of the car.

Well it happened I had an accident and was trapped for nearly an hour..

I didn't start screaming and or get hysterical, I stayed calm - opened the passenger window so Mr S could climb out. Which meant he had to undo his seat belt so he fell on top of me, wasn't expecting that - don't know why! Turned the engine off, removed the keys as instructed (don't know why diesel does explode or burn) and found the map book to protect my hand from the broken glass so that I could take some of my weight (jolly good job I've lost so much weight in the past months) and settled Molly who was curled up on the corner of, what I now realise was the side of the windscreen, as good a gold.


I managed to find my phone and I even got hold of a bottle of water, which the paramedics wouldn't let me drink, and waited and answered all the silly questions like what's your name, where are, car reg, date of birth etc.

Just goes to show that when we are faced with our demons they don't have to win.....