You are constantly driving, constantly traveling, whether it is to grandma’s house or across the United States, you never know what might happen or what you might need in the car. I have a story, not just any story, but a real life horror story about what happens when you’re not prepared for your road trip.
My father, my mother, my baby brother, my older sister, and finally me planned a road trip from Pennsylvania all the way to Washington DC. We were ready for days now just waiting for that Friday morning to come so we can all pile into our car.
It was Thursday night and no one could sleep not even my dad, and usually, he’s the first one out. We decided to leave a tad bit earlier, when I say a tad bit, I mean like five hours earlier. The playlist was ready, the snacks were all made and packed where my brother couldn’t reach, pillows were stuffed in the back seats, and the car was filled with gas. We left, most of us napped, except my brother and my dad who was driving.
We took a break at the rest stop where my brother had to run in and use the men’s room. As he came out all we saw was his arm full of blood and my dad carrying him to the car. Besides wanting to barf, I knew we had a first aid kit handy in the trunk, so I reached for it but I could not find it. I thought maybe it was stuck under the snacks or maybe mom moved it to the front. As we scurried to find this first aid, mom decided to tell us that she removed it from the car because it was taking up space.
MIND BLOWN!
What mom!? Out of all the things that are useless, you decide the first aid is the thing you should take out of the car? Holy cow.
We paused our trip, found the nearest hospital and took my brother there. Someone in the restroom decided it was a good idea to take the hinges off the bathroom door while also breaking the door so partial wood was sticking out which struck him in his arm. Oh, the blood.
After the hospital, dad was furious at mom, who felt bad as it was. We all came to the conclusion that out of all the “important” things that we need in the car, a first aid kit was number one! Not only did our trip get delayed but my brother almost lost his arm. Okay, so I’m a tad dramatic, maybe if we had the first aid kit, I wouldn’t have to be!
