Car accident

Friday, January 25, 2013

Tyler is hellbent on moving to Washington State. That is where his best friend – also named Tyler – lives. His plan is to join Job Corps and live happily ever after. He called me up around 11:30 pm and said he was leaving for Washington right then. He wasn’t going to say goodbye to his family at all. He didn’t even think about his sister or his little brother, and how it would affect them. I convinced him to wait a few days so he could save some cash and say good bye to everyone. He agreed. My family has been praying ever since that he would not go.

I've been calling Job Corps and never getting through. Ty called this week when he was over at our house. Their phone message said that Job Corps were suspending all new applications. I looked on their facebook page and they are not taking new applicants unless they are homeless or in foster care. I don't know why, but budget cuts or something probably. That was sign number one that Someone didn’t want Tyler moving so far away.

The car accident is sign number two.

He was extremely lucky. He wasn't wearing his seatbelt. He was going 40 around a corner that he's taken a million times. He hit some ice and the car spun around, hit the plowed snow embankment sideways, and it left the ground. There was about 6 feet where the snow was not disturbed. The car happened to land flat on the slope and slide down the embankment. It should have rolled when he hit the embankment. Then it should have rolled when he hit the ground. He should have been ejected from the car from not wearing his seatbelt. God was watching over him for sure. The back windshield is shattered. The front is messed up, but all body damage. The front tire rod (that was replaced just last week) is broken.

He was really shook up, and very upset. He had his heart set on moving, and thinks he will just buy a plane ticket now, but these two things happening are making him take a pause. He still wants to move.

It's funny because the man who lives at that corner of the accident was just leaving in his truck. He saw what happened and got out to see if Ty was okay. He had Ty sit in his warm truck until Brian's dad got there, and they started talking. Ty's is the 3rd car to go over the edge in the past 2 months. Tyler asked what the guy did for a living, and he said he was a welder. Funny, cause Tyler wants to go to job corps as a welder. The man said it's a good job and he's traveled all over the country. Tyler said he was thinking about underwater welding, and the man said he did that for years.....weird, right? He said it's one of the most dangerous jobs, and the pay is excellent. He made $485 per hour. He told Tyler to go to welding school, then get his scuba certificate, maybe a Master Diver certificate, and that would be an excellent way to go.

I thought it was quite odd that Ty would get in a car accident - obviously God stalling the process of him moving. But then Ty meets this welder that has been an underwater welder......what's happening here? What direction is Ty supposed to take?

I told Ty to wait till winter is over. It was 14 below this morning. Call Job Corps, tell them he is homeless (cause he will be in WA) and see when they can get him in. Then start planning the move. I kept telling him I think it will be at least 6 months before they can get him in. Does he really want to sleep on Tyler’s couch for 6 months??

So he's depressed. His life sucks, and it just keeps getting suckier. I keep telling him that whatever he wants to do, we will help him accomplish it. He has a good support system here. He doesn't have to do things alone. We can figure everything out together. He seemed to take a little comfort in that, but mostly he just stared out into space & was unresponsive. I just think he's going to off himself. I mean, not really, but maybe.....

I'm just so anxious with everything going on in school - all the clinicals, the tons and tons and tons of homework.....tests that are impossible and the whole class fails, even when done as a group.....every single moment spent reading (which doesn't help us pass tests obviously) or writing papers.....then trying to keep Ty from moving, or trying to find a way to help make it happen....I don’t know....I told Brian this morning that I am at my tipping point. I am tired, and I am stressed to the max so he better watch out. I have been about to burst into tears all day, but too anxious to cry, if that makes sense. I am in between severe stress, which is insomnia mode, and panic stress, which is just shutting down. When I do start to cry, it's not gonna stop. I think all my hair is falling out.