Ugh...Not Again

I just cannot catch a break. While on the way to my in-laws with Tary and Daniel, my car was rear-ended AGAIN while waiting to merge onto the VFW Highway. As upset as I was, I am relieved that everyone involved was okay.

Rear-end Damage

This has got to be some sort of world record or something. This is the 3rd time that my car has been rear-ended. And each time I have been waiting at a yield or stop sign. I swear my car is cursed. This is getting old.

I've said it before but it's worth repeating; 2011 officially sucks. I'm not asking to win the lottery and become an instant millionaire. I'm not asking for fame or fortune. Is it too much to ask for nothing to happen to us?

Baby on Board = Bullseye?

Damage after the Accident

I was on my way to drop off Daniel at daycare this morning when I was rear-ended while waiting to enter the Route-38 rotary. Daniel started crying after the impact. I quickly pulled over, put on my emergency lights, and ran around the car to open up the rear passenger door to check on Daniel. He was still crying but he stopped when he appeared unharmed.

The other driver was a 25-year-old girl who tried to apologize and soften me up by saying she has a daughter of her own. She claimed that she didn't know what happened and her foot "slipped". However, right after impact I saw in my rear-view mirror that she was yapping away on her stupid cell phone. I really didn't care for what she had to say at that point and my paternal instincts took over. She was lucky to escape the Daddy Backhand.

I tried to console Daniel but he kept crying. I called 911 and was instructed to not move Daniel from his car seat until help came. Two police officers and an ambulance arrived a few minutes after. The paramedics briefly checked him and said that he was okay.

I was pretty sure that he was okay; but sometimes as a dad, you are allowed to act somewhat irrationally. I wanted to be absolutely sure so I asked them to bring him to the hospital. I carried Daniel in his car seat over to the ambulance and the paramedics strapped him to the stretcher. Daniel started talking with one of the paramedics. I guess it was his little way of telling me that he was okay.

By this point, the police officers had collected the other driver's details and handed me a copy of the accident information exchange form. I then followed the ambulance to Saints Memorial Hospital.

A nurse collected some vitals from Daniel. Tary rushed from work and found us waiting in the lobby. The doctor performed a much more thorough examination and confirmed that Daniel was okay. Whew, what a relief.

I am so thankful that Daniel is okay. I'm happy he's built like a linebacker and he's one tough little guy. It also doesn't hurt to have a really buff car seat too.

Anyways, I can't believe that this is the second time I've been rear-ended in this car. And I can't believe that in both cases, it happened while waiting to enter a rotary! Does the "Baby on Board" sticker look like a bullseye? I just don't get it...