I’ve been off line since Monday night, and just
finished plowing through the 350 odd e-mails in
my inbox. Whew!
We had a freaky little snow squall here on
Tuesday morning, dumping about an inch of snow in
under 40 minutes. As it happened, my wife left
something at home that she needed at work, and
being off that morning I drove it over to her.
On the way home, as I headed north on NY 32, a
woman going south lost control of her car and
slid across into the southbound lane, then almost
got back into her own lane before ramming into
the front driver’s side of my car. She was
driving a Mercury Grand Marquis, and I was
driving my VW Golf, so I lost.
I have some kind of cervical strain (I’ve only
seen the trauma docs, the ortho guy is still a
couple days away), so my neck is in one of those
attractive collars. Also, somehow my left hand
was caught between the steering wheel and the
airbag, leaving it bruised and swollen, along
with my whole left forearm. There are some nice
bruises from the seatbelt, too. I couldn’t get
out of the car, or get the window open, so the
debris and smoke from the airbag deployment
irritated my eyes.
My little doggie was in the car with me, but
luckily he had just decided to go lay down on the
back seat. He bounced off the back of my seat,
but was perfectly unharmed. By the time the cops
and EMT’s had my door pried open, the local
animal control person was sitting in the back
seat with him, getting friendly and assuring me
that she’d take good care of him until I could go
get him or send someone.
Though I’m feeling pretty lousy, I also feel
pretty lucky. I’m ashamed to admit that I
sometimes don’t wear my seatbelt when I’m alone
in the car on a short local trip. If my wife or
one of the boys is with me, they’d pitch a fit
over that. Thank God I had it on that morning.
I doubt I’ll ever go without it again. I hope
all of you wear yours every time you get in the
car.
We had another foot and a half of snow starting
last night, and it just seems to be tapering off
now. My wife and older son went out and cleared
the driveway and front walk. We have a little
electric snowblower, but it’s still a pretty
strenous job.
The insurance company hasn’t given the official
death certificate to my VW, but I went down to
the yard they towed it to and the guy there told
me it was inevitable. So I guess I’ll be
shopping for a car pretty soon, too.
So in case you were wondering why there were no
wise cracks from me this week, now you know.