Near-Death in Driveway {Part 2}

It is hard to explain how I was positioned, but I will try. I had lunged back into our car when I thought I could throw it into park. The car door was still open.  So, half of my body was in the car, the other half was on the ground.  And now the car had run into Michael's car, where I was now sandwiched.   The car was pressing right into my abdomen, right under my ribs.  Therefore, I could not breathe at all. 

I did what I believe the Lord told me to do next.  I laid on the horn.  And did not stop. 

Michael was inside the house with our two children.  He came running out, but because I was in between the car, he could not see me.  He ran to the front of the car, where he could see me through the windshield.  I yelled,

"If you do not get this off of me, I am going to die."

So, he tried and tried and tried to lift it.  It was not budging. 

Oh, God I am going to die here.

All of a sudden, I could see a man, in the rearview mirror, behind the car. 

"Get him!  Get him!"

He ran around to the front of the car and tried to help Michael lift it, but it was too heavy for even both of them. 

I knew I was suffocating. I just wondered how much longer I could live.  It is amazing all the things that go through your mind in that short amount of time.  The thought that went around and around in my head was Michael being a single dad to basically two babies, one being a newborn. 

Will Micah be ok?  I am breastfeeding him.  Will he survive without a mom?  How will Michael take care of two babies who are so little?  Is this how I will die?  I can't breathe.  I am going to die in my driveway.  I can't believe I have help here, and I'm still going to die. 

Suddenly, two more people appeared.  All four or them lifted the car and pushed it back.  I fell down onto the driveway.  And took a deep breath. 

This is my story. . .