When I wrote last Monday, I was coming to terms with life. I was looking on the bright side. I was maintaining a positive attitude.
Everything is going to be fine. Tough times come and they go. Life is still good.
By Tuesday, I was even making a gratitude list. I managed about 20 things on that list without getting too trite. Good health for my family and reliable(ish) transportation that didn’t require a monthly car payment in our extended budget were on that list.
Have I give away too much information?
Can you guess what the rest of the story might be about?
Tuesday night my husband jumped in his truck and my youngest and I jumped in our car (that really belongs to my sister, but she lets us use) and headed off to clean the offices that provide a bit of extra income.
We got the job done and bid adieu to my husband as he set off for work. Youngest daughter and I headed home. Five minutes later, I got a phone call as I was sitting at an intersection waiting for the light to change.
It was my husband. Turns out that as he was sitting at the intersection of Hero’s Way and Highway 183A waiting for his light to turn from red to green there was a horrible accident. And he was part of it.
A car coming up to the light on the opposite side of the intersection failed to stop at the red light. She was going pretty fast. The truck moving through the intersection at 65 plus mph swerved to miss her. Hit her anyway, went airborne taking out all the signs at the intersection and bouncing off of the hood of my husband’s truck slamming it against the curb and traveling on.
My husband said all he saw when he looked out the window was a truck flying through the air and then his head hitting the inside frame of the window.
Did I mention that my husband has had a previous broken neck and that his neck is fused solid?
He’s okay except for some neck pain. We’ve visited the doctor and physical therapy is in the works.
Four or five feet further back and the impact of that truck would have been fully on the passenger cab of our truck.
My husband was lucky and blessed and so are we. That’s the bright side.
The down side. There is no doubt that our truck is totaled. The front passenger side tire is somewhere in the middle of where the engine used to be. It’s a really big paper weight.
The driver that caused the accident had the least amount of insurance to meet the requirements of Texas law. Her car is probably totaled from what I saw. The other (much newer) truck is totaled also. The truck’s passengers were transported by ambulance. I doubt that there will be any payouts by the time it comes to our turn.
Luckily, we have underinsured driver insurance. That will help. The blue book on our truck isn’t much, but it meant the world to us in terms of financial life.
What next? It’s up to the lawyers at this point.
And the doctors if my husband’s neck injury turns out to be something more serious.
Time will tell.
Nothing serious went wrong on Wednesday and Thursday.
Let’s all breath a sigh of relief.
Oh, wait…the week isn’t over.
Remember Speedy the basset hound? The nine year old that (for some crazy reason) I adopted because he was surrendered to the pound because his family didn’t want him anymore? The one that had surgery for the anal tumor. The one that is incontinent because of said surgery. The really annoying one that follows me everywhere (and I mean everywhere). The one that needs so much attention that if I won’t pet him, he will simply stand by my chair and rub his own head against my foot. Yes, that dog.
This morning he woke up and is having trouble walking and whimpering. It’s probably a spinal problem. That’s common among older bassets. He’s on pain meds for now and will go in to the vet on Monday for x-rays. Then I get to make that decision. You know the one I’m talking about. The how much can we afford to spend decision. The one where you get to place a value on a life…
Other things are sorting themselves out well enough. Not ideally, but they involve the situations that caused me to invoke the Serenity prayer on Monday. All I can do is aim for peace and make the best of whatever happens.
…because it is my circus and they are my monkeys.
And all shall be well.