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♥ Dad's Wreck

My dad was in a wreck while on his way to pick me up to take me to work tonight.

I was scheduled for work at 6pm. He left his house around 5:30 to come to my house. He should have been at my house by 5:40 or 5:45. I called him at 5:54 and asked him where he was. All I heard was "I'm around the corner sis," and then his phone cut out. So I called work and told Rick that I'd be a few minutes late. I waited.. 15 minutes go by and my dad's still not at my house. I call him back and he goes "Sis I'm around the corner, I've been hit and I'm in a lot of pain".

I told him to stay put and I'd be right there. I called TJ, my General Manager who is good friends with my dad and I, and told him my dad was in a wreck, he's hurt, I don't know how badly, and that I don't know how late I'd be or if I'd be able to come in.. and I was crying while telling him. It had sunk in that my dad was hurt. He told me not to even worry about it, just to let him know if my dad's okay or not and if we needed him for anything.

I locked up my house, left and walked literally two blocks away to 28th & Pitt Street, where I saw about 5 cop cars with their lights flashing and a tow truck. All the lights were so confusing, I walked around for a minute until I figured out where my dad was. His car was being hooked up to the tow truck, about to be lifted, and he was leaning into his car. His arm was tucked into his jacket, holding his ribs, and his glasses were nowhere to be found. He's blind as a bat without his glasses. I ask him if he's really okay and he says he's in a lot of pain around his ribs and his head is all banged up. I look around for his glasses along with a cop, but we can't find them.

My Dad was driving down 28th Street, and he was at the intersection of Pitt Street, when out of nowhere a person blindsided him and hit the front driver's side of his car, causing his car to spin and lose control and hit a truck with the back end of his car. I thank god he wasn't further into the intersection or else he would have been T-Boned.

His car is totaled. His glasses flew out of the car on impact and across the street. They're smashed and broken to pieces. We found one lens, but it's scuffed up too bad to even use. He got hit so hard that both airbags deployed. I'm also very thankful he was wearing his seatbelt and that his car had airbags.

He said it all happened so fast that all he remembers is driving and then the next thing he remembers is a little old lady peeking her head into the car asking if he was okay.

While we were waiting on the cop to file the accident report, my dad called work to talk to TJ on my phone. TJ told my Dad he'd come over as soon as he could. So we walked back to my house, very slowly because my Dad was in so much pain, and waited for about 15-20 minutes until TJ pulled up. He came in, said he got lost trying to find my house and even went back to his house to MapQuest it, haha. After telling the rest of what happened to TJ, we all got in TJ's truck and we dropped my Dad off at his house (even though we wanted him to go to the hospital- but my Dad's very stubborn). Then TJ took me to work.

I got to work at 7:30pm. I was shaking like craaaaazy, and everybody kept asking me if I was okay and if my Dad was okay. (My Dad's a manager at my place of work). This whole ordeal has been all I've been able to think about all day and night. We don't even know WHO hit my dad.. we don't even know if it was a man or a woman. I guess they talked to the police and left the scene before even talking to my dad and seeing if he was okay. And that just pisses me off.

I took a couple photos of the car. Here they are:



That's where he got hit.


That's where he spun and hit a truck.


That's more from the impact.

I can't help but feel partially responsible for this. I just keep thinking about how he wouldn't have gotten hit if he wasn't coming to pick me up for work. I know I shouldn't torture myself with "what if's", but it's hard not to think about it.
Tags: dad, wreck
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