As I headed north on the 163 just past Genesee, I was driving slowly in the slow lane...the next thing I know, the back of the car hit the center divide. The front end of the car was in the fast lane...I called 911 because I wasn't sure what to do. A nice San Diego Police officer stopped and let me sit in the back of his car (hopefully, a one time deal...it's scary back there with plastic seats even with the door open!) while we (he) figured out what to do. He figured that the car was driveable, so another officer conducted a traffic break for me to pull out and drive away. I took surface streets home.
I called D...he's heading home in the morning (a day early). I called Mom...she was worried about me before I even called. Apparently, there was a bad accident (with ambulances) close to her house on the freeway. She and Meema are going to come down in the morning and have breakfast with me. She wanted to drive down tonight, but I insisted she not do this...I don't want anyone else to go through this!
I walked in the door and lost it...I still have moments of crying. It's hit me what really happened and what the outcome could have been. I thank God that this accident was not worse. I wasn't hurt...just shaken up. It was not what I wanted to deal with, but at least I'm safe. So, if you're out in the rain, drive extra carefully!
Here are photos of the damage...


