Totaled????

Something very close to disaster struck today, so we’re going to divert from the course and put down a short little report that should tide anyone reading this over until further notice. Hah.

There was an accident, which, according to reliable sources, means that our wonderful Truck was totaled.
Luckily the driver and passenger…our tenant and her caretaker, they needed to borrow it to get to the hospital for rehab…are both fine, some bruises, a few cuts, but that’s about it.

Big brother and I were in the middle of our daily edit when the call came in, so that put us all in high gear: arrangements had to be made. First thing up, insurance papers needed to be unearthed, spare keys found, (just in case) and clothes for our tenant, while big brother drove off on grandpa’s moped so he could go rent a car in the village.

In the mean time contact needed to be kept with the two that had been carted off to the emergency room (so connections were iffy and in most cases not allowed). Apparently, the airbags came out and the truck made a full frontal with the concrete barriers of the road, while another car ploughed straight into the side. I’m seeing horror images in our head of how things could have turned out, but I’m going to reserve some contingency plans until we’ve had a chance to survey the damage.

Through out the entire procedure the dogs are remarkably calm, keeping the noise to a minimum while we're going back and forth, and staying out of our way for a change. Strange how they always do on days when it's really necessary. The same thing happened during the fire. Almost as if they sense that something is up.

Since there was no rental available on arrival, big brother ended up waiting for the car for three friggin’ hours, during which our tenant’s phone ran out of power, so we had no means to stay in contact until her caretaker managed to use a landline on hospital grounds. First, the hospital made an offer to have an ambulance drive them home, but then when dusk fell, big brother finally arrived and I made a quick trip to the village with grandpa to get the moped, they still hadn’t arrived, more calls were made.

It soon became clear that they were still waiting for their ride, so we just decided to cancel that, and drove to the city ourselves to pick them up. We probably passed the accident site on the way, and it looked like things could have been far worse, all things considered. We’re minus one car, but two friends are still alive and kicking, with only a sore body to show for the adventure.

When we arrive at the hospital, it takes a moment to locate the couple, of which our tenant has spent over six hours lying on a hard cod. She is literally so sore that she turns pale when an orderly roughly pulls her up, so we can take her home. It takes some effort, what with big brother resorting to picking our tenant up…she’s still paralyzed on most of her left side…and carefully setting her in the front seat. She was in pain but eager to go home.

We make it home in record time, and the younger sibs are already waiting for us to help carry our tenant to her room and straight to bed. It’s well past midnight by then, so after a quick snack of sandwiches, we call it a night and decide to go to bed early in order to start fresh in the morning. A lot will need to be done, that’s a fact.