On Friday the 13th I woke up just after six when I heard Rich walk into our room at his normal time after getting off of work. I asked him how his night went, and he asked if I had seen my phone. I looked at it, and saw the text from 1:30 AM (which I never heard) stating he'd been in an accident but was ok. I then listened to him tell me about his night. He'd been out on the boat for over six hours, then they were cleaning up their dive equipment from training the previous day. He took their dive truck to go get washed just after midnight. On the way, he stopped to get a big gulp and a burrito, and was looking forward to eating lunch while the truck got washed. On the way, a white Mercedes traveling in the opposite direction lost control and went over the median right in front of him. He tried to stop but there was no time to do anything, and it was a pretty nasty crash.
He ended up spinning across the road and landing on his side. He's not sure if he lost consciousness or not, but he was definitely pretty dazed. He got on the radio and called for help, and before he knew it there were officers trying to break through the windshield to get him out. He wasn't in a big hurry, but then he heard someone say , "Fire!" and he thought he saw smoke coming out of the engine. He stood up at that point and helped kick out the windshield from the inside. Once he got out he realized that it was the Mercedes on fire. A good Samaritan had pulled the driver out, but his car was a mess.
They were both taken to the hospital, and Rich could hear the doctors and talking about the other guy's brain bleed. They did some scans and cleared Rich, then some guys from work drove him home. He was pretty sore and went to bed. About 9:30 I got a call from the ER doc saying they saw something suspicious on his lung scan and he needed to come back in. I explained that we were about 70 miles away from the hospital, and he said it was important that we come. Of course that freaked me out a little bit, but I woke him up (although he wasn't really sleeping due to the pain), we got in the car and headed back. Once we got there, the doctor explained that they had done a CT scan of the neck to check for any damage to the carotid or jugular, and cleared him on that. The radiologist in the morning however saw evidence of bruising in his lungs, but they could only see the very top so they wanted to get a more thorough scan. He did the CT scan, and eventually the doctor came back in to say, "Good news! You're not bleeding into your chest so we don't have to admit you and cut your chest open." Umm, yes. Thanks for that!!! At that point he got discharged AGAIN and we headed home (right in the middle of Friday rush hour traffic! Poor guy, that stop and go traffic did not feel good for him!). I am very thankful for great friends who very willingly picked up my kids and watched them all afternoon, and other friends who brought us dinner. Rich has spent the majority of time since in his recliner trying not to move too much. He has a lot of pain in his chest, but fortunately he was wearing his vest and that probably kept him from breaking anything (Kevlar stops more than just bullets!). His neck has been really sore, and he has felt a constant headache since then. He finally saw the chiropractor a few days ago, and that seems to have helped. He should be fine eventually, it's just taking longer than he had hoped! Two weeks have passed now, and he feels a little better every day (unless he has to sneeze!). It was assumed by just about everyone that this was a DUI incident. The other driver was on probation for a DUI, and it was just after midnight which is a pretty typical time for that to happen. However, we heard from the detectives this week that his blood alcohol concentration was zero and tox screen was negative (it sounds like he was speeding however). The other driver was in a medically induced coma for quite some time, but we have heard he should recover. This was a big perspective-shifter for me! Sometimes I find myself getting irritated with the stupidest little things. Things that don't even matter. This made me very grateful for my wonderful husband, I'm glad he is still around with us!
He had a lot of people checking on him at the hospital. I told him if anything like this happens again he better CALL HIS WIFE!!! He said there was nothing I could do, and he didn't want me to be up worrying all night and get some sleep. Very considerate of him, but sheesh!
A couple days later some guys he works with went down to the tow yard to see if there was anything salvageable in the truck, and sent Rich some pictures. The truck doesn't look any better in the daylight!
They did find his burrito however. Rich was impressed that the accident blew the burrito right out of its' foil.
They sent him these photos as a joke - Rich BEFORE the accident...
and Rich AFTER the accident. He got a kick out of it :>)