Thursday morning, I had just returned home from my daily routine of taking four kids to two schools and a baby sitter when the phone rang. I was expecting it to be one of the kids saying "Daddy, I forgot (insert item here!)...!" Instead it was Yvette. "Some %@(^&#!* woman just ran the red light and ran into me!" "WHAT? Are you alright?" I asked. She answered yes then her voice started to crack. "She hit my car!" Now, Yvette loves that red Corvette and was more upset that her car had been damaged than she was worried about her health.
I arrived a few minutes later, just before the CHP did. A report was taken and everybody went their way. Later that day, after she calmed down she started to hurt. Next thing she's home, in a neck brace, an
d hearing that physical therapy will be needed and she's off work until Wed.
d hearing that physical therapy will be needed and she's off work until Wed. Now starts the fun of all the paperwork. Insurance, DMV, and AFLAC! We'll see if that duck comes thru!
As for the other driver...she said that she just wanted to get through the intersection. Maybe waiting for a green light might be better next time!
