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Well THAT was interesting.
Feb. 1st, 2010 08:41 amI can't remember who reminded me. If it was K's family or my father or what, but someone asks me sometime last month "Have you tried a test run to the hospital yet?"
Test Run? Whoops!
Truthfully, I hadn't given it much (read: any) thought. I think the plan had always been to pull the GPS out and find my way, but it was a good idea. And K agreed. So we decided we'd pick a weekend and just do it.
That weekend was this last weekend, specifically two days ago.
So we get up early enough to be out the door by 9:30. The weather says there's danger of some winter weather, with a couple of inches of snow, and that didn't sound so bad and looking outside, it looked OK, a little bit of snow falling, but nothing huge.
So we start driving. K tunes out and listens to one of her tracks (we assumed that when we made the real drive, it would just be me and the GPS, that K would be.. somewhat indisposed). So I turn the GPS on, ask it to get us to the hospital (K had made it a favorite recently) and off we go.
As we drive, the snow starts coming down harder. By now, I'm on the Toll Road going at high speed, but the driving seems OK.
The hospital itself isn't too far away, 15 minutes or so, a drive down the toll road to the beltway to 650. I'm certain I've been here before, probably during the Gall Bladder thing.
As we hit the beltway, visibility has gone to almost nothing. This is no longer a fun ride. We get there no problem, but as we approach the hospital, my car begins to lose traction. Enough to slide around a bit, but not out of control, thank god. So we turn around, try to get to the beltway, see the exit is blocked (from one direction only. No clue why that is.), u-turn and head back home in whiteout conditions.
By the time we pull into the parking lot, we were sorely glad to be home. I'd slipped and slid enough for one day. (I miss my old Mercury on days like Saturday. It had crap gas mileage, but it never slid.)
That said, if we can get to the hospital in weather like that, we can get through in ANYTHING!
Test Run? Whoops!
Truthfully, I hadn't given it much (read: any) thought. I think the plan had always been to pull the GPS out and find my way, but it was a good idea. And K agreed. So we decided we'd pick a weekend and just do it.
That weekend was this last weekend, specifically two days ago.
So we get up early enough to be out the door by 9:30. The weather says there's danger of some winter weather, with a couple of inches of snow, and that didn't sound so bad and looking outside, it looked OK, a little bit of snow falling, but nothing huge.
So we start driving. K tunes out and listens to one of her tracks (we assumed that when we made the real drive, it would just be me and the GPS, that K would be.. somewhat indisposed). So I turn the GPS on, ask it to get us to the hospital (K had made it a favorite recently) and off we go.
As we drive, the snow starts coming down harder. By now, I'm on the Toll Road going at high speed, but the driving seems OK.
The hospital itself isn't too far away, 15 minutes or so, a drive down the toll road to the beltway to 650. I'm certain I've been here before, probably during the Gall Bladder thing.
As we hit the beltway, visibility has gone to almost nothing. This is no longer a fun ride. We get there no problem, but as we approach the hospital, my car begins to lose traction. Enough to slide around a bit, but not out of control, thank god. So we turn around, try to get to the beltway, see the exit is blocked (from one direction only. No clue why that is.), u-turn and head back home in whiteout conditions.
By the time we pull into the parking lot, we were sorely glad to be home. I'd slipped and slid enough for one day. (I miss my old Mercury on days like Saturday. It had crap gas mileage, but it never slid.)
That said, if we can get to the hospital in weather like that, we can get through in ANYTHING!
