First things first.
So, here’s what happened. Wednesday night is Date Night ’round these parts. Sally and I went out for some great dinner at Macaroni Grille and chatted about a video I saw about moral dimensions. We then stopped by her folks’ house to pick up a video camera I was going to use to record a talk a friend was giving. On the way home, in addition to discussing roundabouts and harvest moons and the tidal forces at play there-in, we here involved in a head-on collision on a residential street a couple of blocks from home.
Now, Sally and I are recovering. We’ve seen our doctors and we’re mending. Hey, I can even type again! But, my car is toast.
The airbags deployed, so we were going at least 8 mph relative to each other at the time.
We got out and started calling. She called 911, I called my folks who live one neighborhood over. The other driver seemed okay, but she was slow getting out of her car. Sally and I are hoping she has a quick recovery.
Our phones were flying on the way to the hospital. I emailed my boss and called a friend. She called her team-lead to get a sub.
At the hospital, we walked into the emergency room under our own power. Our families were delightfully underfoot. Presumably, this is to provide support like a Dr. Scholls insert. We were exhausted when my folks finally dropped us off that night.
We’ve taken the last two days off and are on the mend. Sally’s knee and sides are getting better, when she can be reminded to stay off of it. As I said, I’m typing again, and my arms where way too sore for that for the past two days. Sally mentioned I’ll not be playing Rock-Band for a while. Sigh.
I’m kinda bummed my VW is broken, but since we’re not hurt more than we are, we’ll be replacing it with another VW. Because, “Safe Happens”. (You might not want to actually watch the video if you have been in a crash recently)
Buckle up out there. Stay altert and safe.