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Ok... this is BAD.
I got a phone call at about 1:30am after I had been sitting here playing my Game Boy, and I didn't get to my phone in time to answer it, and I tried calling back the number that was in my phone and it said the number was disconnected. Some guy who could barely speak english who said he was from St. Vincent's hospital left me a voicemail. I thought it was a prank call, until I called, and they transferred me to the EMERGENCY ROOM.
The guy on the voice mail said it was in regards to Kip Keplinger, who I used to work at Brown Honda with. He was good friend of mine. We used to go out on Thursday nights after work and party our asses off. He also knew my dad, when my dad used to work at HOnda and sell cars. (which tells you how old he is!!) The guy is about 40, and he's never been married. He just likes to party. He's an awesome guy.
So I call the emergency room, and they tell me there's been an accident. Kip was on his motorcycle and had an accident. So I ask about his condition and they tell me he's in critical condition, and they're going to put him in Intensive Care. I started FREAKING OUT. The nurse sounded..um....not positive.
They said they found one of my Excel Cards in his wallet, and they were calling me to see if I had any of his family's phone numbers. They also said I couldn't come see him because I'm not family. So I'm going to try to go see him tomorrow.
My guess is that he was drinking and driving. This is the second accident he's been in, involving his motorcycle, which he got about a year ago. The guy CONSTANTLY drinks and drives. The other accident he got in , they had to put pins in his legs, and he was out of comission for MONTHS. I mean, HE HAD TO LEARN TO WALK ALL OVER AGAIN.
I was so freaked out that I couldn't help. I called Rusty, to tell him to tell Karen (our boss from Honda) that he wouldn't be in. Then I didn't feel like that was enough, so I called the dealership and Karen is on vacation, so I left Loren (assistant manager) a voice mail. I sat there feeling really fucked up about it, until Gary suggested I look for his parent's phone number online, since he still lives with them. I found it, and called about 10 minutes ago, but no one answered. They're either sleeping, or they're up at the hospital with him is all I can guess.
Do you know what it's like to have one of your friends in serious danger and you can't do anything about it? I have never had this feeling before tonight. I've always been lucky. In the 23 years of my life, I have never had a friend being put in the hospital. Nor a family member, other than my great aunt Jo, or my Grandpa. It's absolutely horrible.
All I can do is sit here and think about the fun times we had. He was the only guy from used car sales that had a sense of humor, or had any kind of intellegant conversation with me. There was a huge age difference between us, but that never stopped us from hanging out. He was always young at heart and made me laugh. Even after I didn't work at Honda anymore, we used to hang out and get wasted together. Talk about him living in Hawaii, selling cars, life, love....all kinds of stuff. He was so laid back, and had a great sense of humor. I never felt like 15 years younger than him.
My personality, if one of my friends is in deep trouble, I will bend over backwards for them. And to know I have the will, but not the capability, is eating away at me. It's unnerving. I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight, I just know it. I know I have done everything in my power to help him, and it's up to God at this point, and he will do his will, but it's still saddening. I have a heavy heart tonight.
Here's a picture of us a year and a half ago at the Honda Christmas Party:
*lets out huge heavy sigh*
I'm praying for him.........
I got a phone call at about 1:30am after I had been sitting here playing my Game Boy, and I didn't get to my phone in time to answer it, and I tried calling back the number that was in my phone and it said the number was disconnected. Some guy who could barely speak english who said he was from St. Vincent's hospital left me a voicemail. I thought it was a prank call, until I called, and they transferred me to the EMERGENCY ROOM.
The guy on the voice mail said it was in regards to Kip Keplinger, who I used to work at Brown Honda with. He was good friend of mine. We used to go out on Thursday nights after work and party our asses off. He also knew my dad, when my dad used to work at HOnda and sell cars. (which tells you how old he is!!) The guy is about 40, and he's never been married. He just likes to party. He's an awesome guy.
So I call the emergency room, and they tell me there's been an accident. Kip was on his motorcycle and had an accident. So I ask about his condition and they tell me he's in critical condition, and they're going to put him in Intensive Care. I started FREAKING OUT. The nurse sounded..um....not positive.
They said they found one of my Excel Cards in his wallet, and they were calling me to see if I had any of his family's phone numbers. They also said I couldn't come see him because I'm not family. So I'm going to try to go see him tomorrow.
My guess is that he was drinking and driving. This is the second accident he's been in, involving his motorcycle, which he got about a year ago. The guy CONSTANTLY drinks and drives. The other accident he got in , they had to put pins in his legs, and he was out of comission for MONTHS. I mean, HE HAD TO LEARN TO WALK ALL OVER AGAIN.
I was so freaked out that I couldn't help. I called Rusty, to tell him to tell Karen (our boss from Honda) that he wouldn't be in. Then I didn't feel like that was enough, so I called the dealership and Karen is on vacation, so I left Loren (assistant manager) a voice mail. I sat there feeling really fucked up about it, until Gary suggested I look for his parent's phone number online, since he still lives with them. I found it, and called about 10 minutes ago, but no one answered. They're either sleeping, or they're up at the hospital with him is all I can guess.
Do you know what it's like to have one of your friends in serious danger and you can't do anything about it? I have never had this feeling before tonight. I've always been lucky. In the 23 years of my life, I have never had a friend being put in the hospital. Nor a family member, other than my great aunt Jo, or my Grandpa. It's absolutely horrible.
All I can do is sit here and think about the fun times we had. He was the only guy from used car sales that had a sense of humor, or had any kind of intellegant conversation with me. There was a huge age difference between us, but that never stopped us from hanging out. He was always young at heart and made me laugh. Even after I didn't work at Honda anymore, we used to hang out and get wasted together. Talk about him living in Hawaii, selling cars, life, love....all kinds of stuff. He was so laid back, and had a great sense of humor. I never felt like 15 years younger than him.
My personality, if one of my friends is in deep trouble, I will bend over backwards for them. And to know I have the will, but not the capability, is eating away at me. It's unnerving. I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight, I just know it. I know I have done everything in my power to help him, and it's up to God at this point, and he will do his will, but it's still saddening. I have a heavy heart tonight.
Here's a picture of us a year and a half ago at the Honda Christmas Party:
*lets out huge heavy sigh*
I'm praying for him.........