April 2, 2012 5 Comments
This weekend, I had a car accident. It was Saturday morning, on my way to escort for the first time at the clinic. For the most part, I’m alright, just banged up here and there. I have no idea what sort of shape my car is in, however.
LMPD called an ambulance for me, and the EMTs refused to accept my refusal, taking the opportunity to lecture me about any little thing. (Apparently it’s not just epileptics they’ll lecture? Or maybe it’s just me?) Fortunately, the ER staff were more respectful of my wishes, and I was able to get my bruised butt home.
For the record, the wreck had nothing to do with my epilepsy. (Not that I think any of you fabulous people would jump to that conclusion. LMPD & the EMTs, however, did. It was quite evident neither pair knew much about epilepsy. So. Frustrating.)
At the moment, I’m worried about paying for all of this–the ambulance ride, my car repairs or–a new car. Really worried.
So. There’s that.
Today, I’m heading down to the impound lot to get my car released and towed to my mechanic, (more fees, ugh.) so I’ll find out today what kind of financial trouble I’m in.
That also means I won’t be posting today. I’m sorry.