On The Road To Disaster – Part 3

Part one

Part two

Part three…

Betsy had been driving about fifteen minutes when the lights of the town ahead could be seen through the fading sun of the day.  “See Mike, just up over than next hill and we are off on our adventure.

Mike reached over a kissed her on the cheek.  “This will be a great vacation babe.”

As they crested the hill Betsy turned and said, “You are so right.”  That would be the last thing she remembered.  She awoke in a strange bed and knew from the IV that she was in a hospital but how, why, where was Mike?  She slowly moved her hand to look for a button and felt pain shoot through her chest.  She finally found the button and pressed it.

“May I help you?” came the voice over the intercom.

“Where is Mike?”

“Just a moment Betsy, I will get your doctor.”

For what seemed like an eternity she waited to hear news of Mike.  The doctor finally came into the room with a big booming voice, “Well look who finally woke up.”

“How long have I been asleep?  Where is Mike?  What happened?”

“Slow down Betsy.  You were in a car accident do you remember that at all?”

“No, just driving up the hill outside of town, then waking up here.”

“Well you were in a very serious accident.  A drunk driver crossed the center line and hit you head on.”

“Where is Mike?”

“Unfortunately, I am afraid to tell you that Mike did not live.  Neither did the driver of the other car.  But the good news is you and the baby are both ok.  You have some cracked ribs, a broken leg and lots of bruises.”

“You can’t be right.  Mike never gets hurt or sick.  He is just in another room isn’t he?”

“I am sorry to say no Betsy.  Mike and Jerry Duncan, the driver, both died.”

She looked in shock as tears started to well in her eyes.  Then she suddenly turned back to the doctor and said, “Did you say baby?”

“Yes, you and your baby are both going to be fine with a little rest and recovery.”

Betsy burst into tears.  She just lost the love of her life but gained something more that would always connect her to Mike – a child.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – live

A to Z Challenge – Zest

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Z is for Zest

No, I am not going to tell you about soap.  It is something I try really hard to hang onto on bad days like today has been… a zest for life.  I have hurt and felt worthless and a burden most of the day.  But I have tried to take care of myself and do what is best for me.  Every bad day can be balanced out with good ones.  You just have to remember you will make it through the bad to the good.

I also learned a little something when I battled cancer and there is no way you can face a disease like that and not crave life affirmations.  So good days or bad there is always something worse that could be happening so hold onto the good you can find and LIVE life.  Even if you have to take part of a day off to do a little self care… climb back on the horse and do something fun, new or unexpected.

I have enjoyed this A to Z Challenge, I hope you have too and learned a little about me.  Now for one last time… follow my A to Z challenge:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y

Live (FOWC)

Let me live
In a primitive hut
On a deserted island
Away from the past

Let me live
A day in peace
Folded into seclusion
Away from my demons

Let me live
In the silence of solitude
On a hope and a dream
Away from your grasp

Through my fears and pains
Losses and gains
Just let me live

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge – primitive