On Tuesday morning I got a call from my father in law at around 9am "B was in a car accident, the police called me cause he couldn't remember your number, he has a head injury and they're taking him to the hospital but I don't know which one, he said to tell you to go home and crate the dog." (Barkley had been out of his crate because B was only dropping me off at work and was only supposed to be gone for around 15 minutes- which is also why he didn't have his cell phone on him).
So I ran outside and started randomly wandering up the street towards my house. Got about half way there before I found a cab I could take the rest of the way. Finally heard from the police once they figured out how to contact me (he was having problems remembering how to spell my last name) and they told me what hospital he was at. I rushed to the ER and apparently I got there right before he did.
It's a minor injury, a cut around an inch long, but he bled all over his face and his car is undrivable. He didn't even need stitches, they just cleaned his wound and glued his head back together and gave him a tetanus shot, which takes 5 hours in the ER apparently. Hopefully this won't cost us a bajillion dollars...he doesn't have health insurance, but they said his car insurance should cover the cost since it was a car accident. So here's hoping. I'm just glad he's ok and everyone in the car he hit was ok (he skidded on the wet trolley tracks while stopping at a red light and t-boned a car).
After getting out of the ER B started calling all the insurance company people. They didn't want to have his car fixed at the place it was towed to, so B called the towing people to release his car to the insurance company..at which point the towing people called back THREE times right in a row to try to convince him to get it repaired there. B was arguing with them on the phone about how he couldn't have it fixed there because his insurance wouldn't cover it, and they kept trying to strongarm him into getting it done there and he was all "you gave me something to sign while my head was bleeding and I had just been in an accident!".
Totally sketchy, and I only heard half of the phone calls of course...but the third time they called back while listening to his side of the conversation I had a panic attack for the first time in over 3 years (I used to have them on a semi-regular basis). I just cannot deal with confrontation and pushy people who are holding our car hostage. So that was fun. Finally he got them to release it though. I'm really proud of how B has been handling all this, because I would have been a total mess dealing with these people. In fact, I didn't even have to deal with them and I'm STILL a total mess!
You know what the worse part of this whole thing was? Well, one of the bad parts?
After I got the call from my father in law saying B had been in an accident and was on his way to the hospital with a head wound but he didn't know any more details and I was in a blind panic....I had absolutely no one to call. No friends to call and freak out to, and no parents to call either. I could have called my brother, but I don't think he would have known what to do either. Eventually I ended up calling a long time friend, but that was after thinking really hard about who I could call for like 10 minutes. And he didn't even pick up the phone!
Like...I want a grownup to call who I can count on and freak out to and who can calm me down and tell me what to do! It just hit me that I don't have anyone like that other than B, so when B is out of commission I don't have anyone else. I always used to have my parents on top of that, but I can't talk to them now, especially about anything having to do with B. I can call B's parents, but although his dad was very helpful and I called him several times as this was all going down, he's not someone I can freak out to. I guess I have to be my own grownup now...
you can read about B's side of the story on his blog