I've definitely had better weekends...

We had a bit of a crisis in the Cuckoo Nest household on Sunday night. It was about 11:30pm and my phone rings. On caller ID, I see it's hubby's phone. I figure he's calling me to tell me he got ordered for overtime. I answer, and instead of his voice, it's someone else. She introduces herself, informs me she's an EMT, and tells me my dh has been in an accident. My heart was just about to drop to the floor when she tells me not to worry as he is conscious and his injuries appear to be not life threatening.

For any of you that don't know, my hubby is a deputy. He was on a pursuit - he clocked someone doing 80 in a 55, so he turned around to follow the car. He got closer to the car as it approached an intersection where the car decided to blow through the stop sign. Dh flipped on his lights to start the pursuit at that point and the car ACCELERATED to try and outrun dh.

The car turns down a side road and turns off it's lights to try and avoid being seen. Dh follows him - he can still see the reflection of his lights on the other car. The car he was chasing made it around a fairly tight curve at a high rate of speed. Dh's squad didn't. Dh estimates he was doing about 100mph when he left the road.... He hit a tree.

And get this - all he has is a few scrapes and a broken arm. That's it. He's sooooooooo damn lucky.... He definitely had his guardian angels busy that night.

He was seen in the ER, treated and released, and then his supervisor made him come into the office to dictate a report and fill out workman's comp paperwork. I finally got home around 4am and decided going to sleep at that point was futile, as I had to get up in two hours to get Frodo off to school. Once he was at school, I collapsed asleep on the couch.

I always figure I'm ok so long as the sheriff isn't walking up my sidewalk at home to talk to me. (He did come to the ER to see dh though. Which I think is awesome considering this is a really big department.) I was fine until last night.

Last night, I was getting in bed and got myself all curled up under the blankets to go to sleep. Just as I was relaxing, it was as though something inside snapped and I cried and cried and cried. It was at that point I realized I easily could've been a widow. I had been feeling so relieved that he wasn't hurt worse. But the flip side snapped back at me last night. It's not gone yet. I'm still feeling crummy.

And I'm breaking one of my biggest rules - I'm having a drink while feeling crummy. One glass of wine. Then I'm going to bed to sleep.

By the way, the wet tea bag trick works well for puffy eyes.

And yes, they eventually caught the guy who tried to outrun him. He was just an 18 year old kid that didn't want a speeding ticket. So now, along with the speeding ticket, he also has a ticket for running a stop sign and a felony charge of eluding an officer. He got to spend a night in jail too. He should've just taken the speeding ticket. Idiot.