October 22, 2010

The Lump, The Bump, And A Resurrection: Part II

Part 2: The Bump

So, on with the story....the bump.  Smack dab in the middle of the Lump crisis.  Car trouble.   Who needs that?  It is something you know will be coming at some point, sometimes there is even a hint or a light to warn you, but we are still  just never prepared.  I know we all find ourselves praying that it's something "small", and not an overhaul, or heaven forbid a new car.  During the diagnosis period I find myself stressing over my bank account, public transportation and my million obligations (as which I can squeak out of without too much upset).

That morning, my 5 year woke up with the stomach flu.  Vomit about every half and hour.  Joy.  I HATE puke.  I don't think anyone likes it, but I'd rather clean up poop or snot any day than puke.  I had to get the boy to Day Treatment (as you know, a 60 mile round trip).  So I made lunch, took temperatures, got ready for work, and begged the kid's Dad to adjust his schedule to care for my little sick girl while I went to work.  I had already missed a day of work the previous week due to a random 100 degree temp.  I carried the drama queen to the car, Tupperware puke bucket in tow, and strapped in the boy and we were off. 

We made it to school, the boy was in.  Now back home to get this little girl into bed.  I pulled out of the drop-off spot, slowly rolled over the speed bump; at which time heard an unfamiliar noise when I accelerated, and trust me, there was no acceleration to be had.  I rolled into a siding, said a prayer aloud, and turned off the car, in hopes starting it up again would miraculously fix everything.  The old turn it off and on again fix-it method, often also referred to as "reboot and hold your breath".  Not so much.  Crap.  That's putting it nicely.  I was surprisingly calm...and then said, "you've got to be kidding me".

I put out the S.O.S. to anyone I thought would be of service.  Might I just add, thank sweet Jesus for cell phones.  What would I have done if I had to find a pay phone, or carry my puking kid back into the school to use the phone.  My poor little girl was laying in the backseat throwing up.  Long and short, God was looking out for us.  My sister had a mechanic friend who worked only 2 miles away and came directly to me to see if he could tighten a belt or hose or pump or something.  Please God make it something that easy.  And by the way, when was the last time any car repair has been something minor?  I should go to school to be a mechanic, now that is permanent job security!

The news was not good.  The "T" word.  Transmission.  But, but, but...no warning light...no weird sounds...no nothing...just a speed bump!  I got a ride home with my little one and put her right to bed, I reluctantly called into work....again.  And my ride was towed to the shop. 

My day was filled with stress.  How was I going to do this?  Get my kids to school on practically opposite ends of the state and get to work?  I have our whole transportation schedule worked out to the minute.  (I don't even want to think about what I'm going to do when the snow begins and adds another 30-45 minutes of drive time).  I'll just ignore it and it will go away right?  Why do I live in Minnesota again?  It is suppose to snow on Halloween, sigh.  It's not El Nino or global warming, it's just Minnesota.

Long story longer...the transmission is rebuilt and good to 350,000 miles.  It will no doubt outlive me I'm sure.  I am grateful to my parents who just did what needed to be done, and took that big chunk of stress right out of my hands.  I'm back behind the wheel, and back to the old routine, and everyone is healthy again.

My near breakdown is to come in Part 3, where yes, there is something else.  Seriously?  Like I said, I need a reality show.  If I had a reality show, would they be able to give me a ride home?  When my son takes off running in Walmart at least I would know where he is because I'd see the camera person filming him doing the 50 yard dash.  And then I'd be able to afford to get my transmission fixed.  Okay TLC, hook a single Momma up here:)


  1. So glad the lump turned out to be nothing serious... and that the bump is now back on the road : ) I went through both of those a few months back... lump on my arm... which turned out to be... ummm... a fat deposit.. ick... and 600 dollar repair of my newly purchased suv... bleh! Anyhoo... felt your pain... awaiting part 3.... : )


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