- Published: Thursday, 11 February 2016
- Written by Alexander Dhand R. Psych.
It had started out as any other day but by the time it was over it had left an impression that was still with Sandy today, almost seven years later.
She had started out at 7:00 a.m., taking her usual route to work. It generally took her twenty five minutes or so to get to the senior citizens’ home where she was employed as a Practical Nurse. In another month it would be her 18th year working there. While the profession of Licenced Practical Nurse had been rewarding in that it had provided Sandy with steady employment over the years, it had had its drawbacks. One of biggest negative points of her job had been that it was very labour-intensive and after almost 18 years of work, Sandy found it difficult to do. Her plan at the present time was to work there for another two years, before moving on to something else.
The current job and the prospects of the future occupied Sandy’s mind as she drove along her usual route to work, unaware of how her life was going to change in a short while. She was almost at the halfway mark to her work when it happened. Sandy was driving through an intersection when out of the corner of her eye she saw something white hurtling towards her. Before she had a chance to react, the speeding car came crashing into the passenger side of her vehicle.