David's accident

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Hello friends- apologies for dropping out of plain sight. David was in a moderately serious car accident last Thursday on his way home from work; he was about 2 minutes from home, stopped in a left turn lane, when a speeding car rear ended him and pushed him into the car in front of him. Both airbags deployed but he still managed to hit his head on something hard enough to crack open his head, though he doesn't know or remember what.

I got a weird, barely legible phone call from some girl at the scene who called me after David asked her too, saying he'd been in an accident on Roosevelt Ave. She claimed he'd call me in a few minutes, but I actually waddled myself, pregnant as I am and wearing a ridiculously giant floor length maternity dress (my "around the house" dress) and flip flops, all the way down the main road to where the accident was, half frantic and half in DO MODE. I didn't know how serious it was or what was going on, just that ambulances were flying by me and traffic was backed up as far down the road as I could see, on both sides.

When I finally got to the accident scene, David was already in the ambulance, sitting on a stretcher, with blood running down all over his face. There was skid marks all over the road and three completely wrecked cars. Luckily for us, the airbag and his seatbelt saved his life. He was the only person injured. I road in the ambulance with him down to the hospital, where he got 9 staples in his head and 8 stitches in his chin. He's concussant and has been out of work since- the doctors don't want him driving and his job requires him to drive most of the day. He had a CAT scan that came back clear and some additional x-rays are scheduled for tomorrow, but right now it seems like he's going to be fine aside from a few weeks of pretty bad headaches and a some nasty scars.

We've just been sort of taking it slow all week, laying low and enjoying each other's company. I'm not really mentally prepared to discuss the "what ifs" or what they would have meant, I haven't even really wanted to talk about it with my family or my friends, I'm just so thankful he's still around.

I love you, Buoy.