UH-OH
So last night/this morning, I got into a quite serious car accident. My car is most likely totaled. I am alright. My shoulder got banged quite badly but no breaks or dislocations. Here's what happened:
- I left Paul's/Dave's at 2:50am sober as a judge.
- I pulled to a stop at a yellow light at the intersection of 152 and Olive St.
- Upon the light turning green, I pulled into the intersection and saw a car coming towards me on the driver's side. And not slowing down.
- Next thing I remember is the man who hit me walking up to my window (or the shattered mess that was once my window) and asking me if I'm ok.
- When I asked him the same, he replied to me that he thinks he "pissed his pants". (It was at this point I thought the young man might be drunk)
- Then the paramedics helped my out of the passenger side and loaded me into the ambulance.
- On the ride to the hospital, someone tells me that the other guy was fine but he got arrested. ARRESTED.
- Dave Renoni is the friggin man for going to hospital with me before my mom showed up.
Long story slightly less long, my shoulder is uber-bruised, my car is (probably) totaled and it was implied by the police that the guy who hit me was drunk.
I'm super lucky to be ok.
How nuts is that?
UPDATE: I actually broke my collar bone. Poop.
- I left Paul's/Dave's at 2:50am sober as a judge.
- I pulled to a stop at a yellow light at the intersection of 152 and Olive St.
- Upon the light turning green, I pulled into the intersection and saw a car coming towards me on the driver's side. And not slowing down.
- Next thing I remember is the man who hit me walking up to my window (or the shattered mess that was once my window) and asking me if I'm ok.
- When I asked him the same, he replied to me that he thinks he "pissed his pants". (It was at this point I thought the young man might be drunk)
- Then the paramedics helped my out of the passenger side and loaded me into the ambulance.
- On the ride to the hospital, someone tells me that the other guy was fine but he got arrested. ARRESTED.
- Dave Renoni is the friggin man for going to hospital with me before my mom showed up.
Long story slightly less long, my shoulder is uber-bruised, my car is (probably) totaled and it was implied by the police that the guy who hit me was drunk.
I'm super lucky to be ok.
How nuts is that?
UPDATE: I actually broke my collar bone. Poop.