Mom and Dad Cheat Death

I got a call from my sister (Julie) while I was at work today. She goes, "Have you heard from Mom and Dad?"

I said, "No. In fact, I've emailed Mom today, and I'm surprised she hasn't gotten back to me yet."

She says, "Well, okay. Here's what happened. Mom and Dad were in an accident yesterday, but they're okay. Apparently, some 16-year-old girl (driving with several friends in the car) blew a stop light in Monticello and T-boned them. She was going so fast (about 35-40 mph) that she knocked them several feet into a light pole."

"Wow. I had no idea," I said.

"I guess Dad was pretty freaked out when they came to a stop because he was trying to get Mom to talk to him, and she wasn't responsive. After awhile, I guess Mom came to and turned to him and asked, 'What happened? Did I run a red light or something?'"

Ma got taken to the emergency room and got examined, X-rays, and a CAT scan. She whacked her head pretty hard in the car a couple of times (once at each hit). The doctor told my dad to wake her up every two hours last night to make sure she was alright. She's staying home from school today and tomorrow—doctor's orders.

Wow.

It amazes me that my sister in Texas knew about that before I did. How does that happen?

Regardless, I feel terrible about being frustrated that my mom hadn't emailed me back. I'll never do that again . . .

It's pretty scary—hearing bad news like that. I don't like it . . .