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I apologize for the awkward title is here and if this isn’t the right place to post this, but I just needed to rant and tell into the void a little bit here.
On New Years Eve my partner decided to go get some snacks from the store so we could have a nice night in with the two of us, watching some movies. This was around 5:30 p.m., my partner said “why don’t we just go now to avoid being out when people are drunk.” Sounds like a good plan, right?
Well, with our luck we were out on one of the many streets in my city. Before I have any chance to react outside of a “What the fuck,” a red truck swerves from the other lane, sideswipes the car in front of me and then continues on, hitting me head on.
The next several hours were a blur for me as I got knocked around in my seat pretty good, but my partner and I were both taken to the hospital right away. The accident happened right in front of a row of houses and I vaguely remembered both of us being helped out of the car by them.
Well, 1 1/2 weeks later I’m frustrated, annoyed, sore and in pain, and very angry. I came away relatively okay in the grand scheme of things, multiple lacerations and bruising and pains in places I didn’t even know I had, but I will heal for the most part. My partner fared much worse than I did. She spend a week in the hospital, having multiple surgeries to repair tears in organs and her back is fracture in 2 places. She is as okay as she can be in the situation, but she can hardly walk, staples in her stomach, and confined to a back brace for 3 months that may still end with her needing another surgery. She can’t work which is going to putting a strain on us and means I had to go back to work earlier than I physically felt I was able to.
All that being said, it doesn’t end there. The person who hit us was missing his right hand, missing fingers on his left hand, and was DRUNK on top of that. This 60 year old man got behind a vehicle that he had no business driving, in an impaired state without any care for the other people around him, and has changed our lives forever.
I’m scared to get behind a vehicle again. My mom took me back and forth from the hospital and I was nervous as hell to even be in the back seat. Every time I close my eyes I hear the crunching of my car and how lucky we are to be alive, my partner feels the same way. She feels helpless as she is going to be homebound for 3 months. I feel helpless as I have to rely on others for rides to work, all the while being nervous as hell to even step in the car.
For the final icing on the cake, we are going to sue the guy for all the usual stuff, medical and future medical related to the accident, pain and suffering, all that jazz.
I’m going after the guys insurance separately to pay for my car, but unsurprisingly his insurance is dragging their feet and trying to find ways to push the blame on to me even though the driver that hit us was arrested for a DWI that night.
I’m so tired, Fami. So tired of being jerked around by things that are out of my control, tired of the parasites at insurance agencies that always try to pass off the blame, and tired of the shitheads of the world who care so little about other people that one thing they do can ruin lives.
I apologize for the rant and horrible formatting, I’m on mobile and I’m not great at making threads anyway but just felt like a lot of this stuff was bottled up from the past 2 weeks and just needing to get it off my chest. Thanks for reading.
On New Years Eve my partner decided to go get some snacks from the store so we could have a nice night in with the two of us, watching some movies. This was around 5:30 p.m., my partner said “why don’t we just go now to avoid being out when people are drunk.” Sounds like a good plan, right?
Well, with our luck we were out on one of the many streets in my city. Before I have any chance to react outside of a “What the fuck,” a red truck swerves from the other lane, sideswipes the car in front of me and then continues on, hitting me head on.
The next several hours were a blur for me as I got knocked around in my seat pretty good, but my partner and I were both taken to the hospital right away. The accident happened right in front of a row of houses and I vaguely remembered both of us being helped out of the car by them.
Well, 1 1/2 weeks later I’m frustrated, annoyed, sore and in pain, and very angry. I came away relatively okay in the grand scheme of things, multiple lacerations and bruising and pains in places I didn’t even know I had, but I will heal for the most part. My partner fared much worse than I did. She spend a week in the hospital, having multiple surgeries to repair tears in organs and her back is fracture in 2 places. She is as okay as she can be in the situation, but she can hardly walk, staples in her stomach, and confined to a back brace for 3 months that may still end with her needing another surgery. She can’t work which is going to putting a strain on us and means I had to go back to work earlier than I physically felt I was able to.
All that being said, it doesn’t end there. The person who hit us was missing his right hand, missing fingers on his left hand, and was DRUNK on top of that. This 60 year old man got behind a vehicle that he had no business driving, in an impaired state without any care for the other people around him, and has changed our lives forever.
I’m scared to get behind a vehicle again. My mom took me back and forth from the hospital and I was nervous as hell to even be in the back seat. Every time I close my eyes I hear the crunching of my car and how lucky we are to be alive, my partner feels the same way. She feels helpless as she is going to be homebound for 3 months. I feel helpless as I have to rely on others for rides to work, all the while being nervous as hell to even step in the car.
For the final icing on the cake, we are going to sue the guy for all the usual stuff, medical and future medical related to the accident, pain and suffering, all that jazz.
I’m going after the guys insurance separately to pay for my car, but unsurprisingly his insurance is dragging their feet and trying to find ways to push the blame on to me even though the driver that hit us was arrested for a DWI that night.
I’m so tired, Fami. So tired of being jerked around by things that are out of my control, tired of the parasites at insurance agencies that always try to pass off the blame, and tired of the shitheads of the world who care so little about other people that one thing they do can ruin lives.
I apologize for the rant and horrible formatting, I’m on mobile and I’m not great at making threads anyway but just felt like a lot of this stuff was bottled up from the past 2 weeks and just needing to get it off my chest. Thanks for reading.