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The good news: Got the Ok go CD today, complete with a DVD of their videos. Yay.
The bad: Less than twenty minutes later we were rearended at a stop light by an old guy and his wife. The car, I'm told, has been towed to some auto yard in Texas and we will learn its fate tomorrow after the adjuster gets back to my parents who are still the lawful owners of the vehicle as we had not bothered to get the title transferred yet.
I did not witness the towing as the annoying men from the firetruck and ambulance had already loaded me onto the board thing with the collar, taken my glasses and left me blind, and loaded me up for a trip to the hospital sans my purse, my phone, my feminine hygiene products and my husband.
The man hiding behind the curtain in my ER room kept insisting that the pain meds they'd given him were not enough and making this horrid wheeze until the nurses had left and then he would quiet for a moment or two before "Hey, lady. Find Brian Lentz." I would pretend to be deaf or unconscious. "Hey, LADY! Can you hear me? Find Brian Lentz." This continued until I very quietly uttered "okay" and the scary man went back to his wheezing.
I did not go find Brian Lentz, in case you were wondering.
Eventually they let me out of the collar and free from the board and rolled me out to X-Ray where I discovered that along with chest pain to the left of the sternum and lower back pain (also to the left), my left hip hurts like a son of a fish when I'm forced to roll over to that side and lie there for a series of x-rays. Son of a FISH!
By this point I'm down to my jean skirt, tank top and a hospital gown, my shirt clutched in my arms like a very flat gray teddy bear.
Captain was waiting for me when they wheeled me back. The weight of everything sort of hit and I realized our car may be totalled, Captain has to get to work some how, we have no savings... and the dog has a vet appt. for a check up on his ear infections tomorrow afternoon and we have no way to get him there. That, by the way, is what actually set me off and I started crying.
To wind things up: Nothing is broken. Seat belts are restrainny owwie love. Tomorrow is soon enough to figure out what to do with the car/lack of car.
The bad: Less than twenty minutes later we were rearended at a stop light by an old guy and his wife. The car, I'm told, has been towed to some auto yard in Texas and we will learn its fate tomorrow after the adjuster gets back to my parents who are still the lawful owners of the vehicle as we had not bothered to get the title transferred yet.
I did not witness the towing as the annoying men from the firetruck and ambulance had already loaded me onto the board thing with the collar, taken my glasses and left me blind, and loaded me up for a trip to the hospital sans my purse, my phone, my feminine hygiene products and my husband.
The man hiding behind the curtain in my ER room kept insisting that the pain meds they'd given him were not enough and making this horrid wheeze until the nurses had left and then he would quiet for a moment or two before "Hey, lady. Find Brian Lentz." I would pretend to be deaf or unconscious. "Hey, LADY! Can you hear me? Find Brian Lentz." This continued until I very quietly uttered "okay" and the scary man went back to his wheezing.
I did not go find Brian Lentz, in case you were wondering.
Eventually they let me out of the collar and free from the board and rolled me out to X-Ray where I discovered that along with chest pain to the left of the sternum and lower back pain (also to the left), my left hip hurts like a son of a fish when I'm forced to roll over to that side and lie there for a series of x-rays. Son of a FISH!
By this point I'm down to my jean skirt, tank top and a hospital gown, my shirt clutched in my arms like a very flat gray teddy bear.
Captain was waiting for me when they wheeled me back. The weight of everything sort of hit and I realized our car may be totalled, Captain has to get to work some how, we have no savings... and the dog has a vet appt. for a check up on his ear infections tomorrow afternoon and we have no way to get him there. That, by the way, is what actually set me off and I started crying.
To wind things up: Nothing is broken. Seat belts are restrainny owwie love. Tomorrow is soon enough to figure out what to do with the car/lack of car.
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