Apr. 27th, 2010

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As promised, the saga of the car wreck.  :)

So, here I was, driving down East Bay Drive, minding my own business...ironically on my way to a checkup appointment at my Chiropractor.  Traffic was the usual afternoon traffic, stop and go, moving slow.  I was going slow enough that my foot was not even on the gas pedal (it was not on the break either, the car was creeping along.)  Next thing you know, I heard a loud CRASHING sound - I immediately stepped on the break, my first thought being it was something in front of me.  It took a moment to realize it was ME!  What clues me in was the scrapping sound my car was making as it was slowing down.  I sat there for a moment kind of stunned.  Then got out and looked for the other guy - about 100 feet back from me at that point was a large white Ford F250 truck.  The glass from my back window was all over it.  The older gentleman driving the truck finally got out, it took him a while and I began to wonder if he was OK.  He finally got out and came over to me, he was obviously VERY upset (not at me, but about the accident.)  There was a lot of traffic, but no one stopped.  I got my cell phone out and called 911 and while we waited a very nice lady in scrubs came out of the building we were next to and asked if I was OK.  My back was stiff, but I said I believed I was OK.  When the police arrived they insisted on calling the paramedics as well (I had told them there were no injuries when I talked to 911.)  The paramedics came and made a big fuss over me, one standing behind me holding my head still while the other questioned me, moved my limbs around and took my Blood Pressure (170/120!)  They kept asking me if I was *sure* I did not want to be transported and said I should at least get xrays.  In the meantime I called the chiropractor to tell them I would be missing  my appointment and E called and I told him to go to the YMCA program and someone would be there later to get him.  The police also called AAA for me as my car was not drivable to get off of the road.  They brought a flat bed tow truck and cleaned up the class in the road.  While waiting for the police and tow truck to finish I called my insurance company and got that ball rolling.  They got me a rental car reservation as well.  Meanwhile, the gentleman who hit me stayed the whole time, even once the police had ticketed him and finished the report and kept asking me if I was OK as well as stating repeatedly that he had never had an accident in his life.  He was obviously very worried, I felt bad for him.  I got the impression that he was worried that he would loose his job over this - I hope he does not!  We finally finished up all the paperwork and the tow truck driver dropped me at the rental car place on his way to take my car to the house.  It was 5:30 by the time I got the car and I decided to try to get into the chiropractor right away and called them to see if I could get in - which I did.  A cursory exam and 4 xrays later it was determined that yes, I was banged up :) and that I would have to come back today, which meant taking a sick day from school.  I headed home where I promptly crawled in bed.  By that time I felt like I had done a really stiff workout and I was *tired.*  Today was back to the doctor, 4 more xrays, a more thorough exam, and an adjustment, and an interview with their insurance person - along with another appointment for tomorrow afternoon.  I also had a long conversation with my adjuster and the salvage yard picked up my car to make their evaluation of what it was worth.  Although it is not final yet, everyone involved seems to feel it is totaled.  So now the car shopping begins.  It is going to be a challenge - my little RAV4 was paid off - but it had 148,000 miles on it and was 13 years old.  So I don't anticipate getting a lot for it.  *sigh*  Here is to hoping we can find a good deal, and find it quck!

So there it is, the saga of how I ended up walking around in a neck brace.  :)

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