Aug 13, 2004 14:32
so the other night me and jason are coming home from a night out. we're on perrin beitel. these drunks are swerving and getting real close to us and suddenly they try to cut us off at the like...part of the intersection where the right turn has its own specila turn. ya know? so anyway. they are unsuccesful. they get pissed and are continually swerving and flick us off. they try to cut us off once again right at the shoulder of the right turn thing and we brake. we slide cause theres water but we're ok. BUT the guy behind us can't get control in the puddle and rear ended us. i hit my head...ouch... and so does jason but his back hurts and all that jazz. we talk to the guy, switch insurance info and ecided not to call the cops there. we both wanted to get home. so we call the cops when we get home. cop takes an hour to get there and it turns out jason knows him. his ex girlfriends dad trains police officers and jason knew this guy from a bon fire....odd. so its about 11:30 when the police tells jason that he should go to hospital. sure sounds like a good idea. we get there around oh..12:00. went to wilfurd hall where the doctors call themselves "laid back". f* that. you're just slow. jason overall got seen by 3 doctors. then got an x ray. then got a neck brace. then got a cat scan. and then got vicadin, valum and motrin. wow. all this sounds soo simple right? I GOT HOME AT FUCKING 8 IN THE MORNING. me = pissed.
then again there was nothing like falling asleep on that patient's table/bed thing and waking up to see jason in a neck brace.