okay so my
Nana was just
getting better, like she could walk without her walker an
then while i was at Laurens, Corbin(my little bro.) was at football, my mom was at the dentist, my
Nana decided to take a ride on the golf cart with my other little bro. Brock, and
Corbin's bff, who was playing with Brock,
Dallin. she then let
Dallin drive. now behind my house there is a
giant like 13 foot drop off and a dirt road that has like a 6 foot drop off, and an old gray pick-up truck right next to the roads drop-off.
Dallin was going down the hill and of
course drove straight off the 6 foot drop off throwing
everyone off the g
olf cart. my
Nana flew down and landed right next to the pick-up truck and the g
olf cart followed landing right on top of her. then as if it wasn't bad enough, the hornets living in the side of the truck weren't very happy about getting
their truck shaken and decided to take their anger out on her arms. on her left leg her previous
stitch's (from the knee surgery) split wide open, and on the other leg it split wide open
across her knee. when my mom called to check up on them, all my
Nana said was "help, smooshed, g
olf cart, truck, cant breath, 911" so my mom then called my other grandma who lives right next door to us and she and my grandpa, who has been sick for the past month, came running over and started
swatting the hornets.
Dallin was on the phone with 911 as well as my mom. Brock went running for
neighbors. he got our uncle
Kenny and his wife, our other next door neighbor
Danny who came with hornet spray and his wife and kids, and he also went looking for my other uncle
Tyler and his family who are currently living in my grandmas basement but him and his family were in Lake Powell, and he went looking for his friend
Ethan's dad, but they weren't
home either. so by now we had all of these people who cant do anything but swat, spray, and look. then my mom shows up and jumps into the back of the truck
completely freaked out and then we get the fire truck, the ambulance, and about five police cars trying to pull down our private lane, and of
curse they cant cause its to small. so they park out on the main road and like 30 people come running down the road, they lift the golf cart off of her and stick her on a
stretcher with a neck brace and rush her to the hospital in salt lake, even though we live in L
ehi, because they have the best
trauma center. on top of all that, we then had a
baptism 2 days later. well she is now back at our house with more stitches and a broken
sternum, which is that bone
in between your ribs, so it hurts to breath, cough, laugh, sneeze, vomit, scream, sit up, get out of bed, give hugs, use your arms, and a whole bunch of other things. well that is just about all of the story that i know, since i wasn't really there.