This evening I received one of those phone calls that make your stomach knot and panic level rise.
My mister called me as I was putting Paloma to bed. "Hey, I was just in an accident. I rolled the van, I think," he said, sounding dazed.
I immediately and repeatedly asked if he was okay, and he assured me that he was fine. He sounded absolutely dazed though, and I was not at all convinced.
"I must have hit ice. . . I dunno. I'm pretty sure I rolled it. I remember feeling like I was upside down. I gotta call 911, though. I'm in the middle of f***ing nowhere," he said.
Now, my Mister rarely swears around me. Never the F word. He just doesn't. I can't think of 3 times when he's used the F word around me. But tonight he's in rural, heavily forested Upper Michigan.
It's truly in the middle of f***ing nowhere.
I spent 25 panicky minutes waiting to hear back from him after he got off to call the State Troopers for assistance. Concerned that he suffered a severe concussion and blacked out before he could call. The temp up there is 8 degrees, but with the windchill is -6 (which is exactly why I freak out whenever he travels up there an make him take along sleeping bags, hats, mittens, etc.). You can see all the awful scenarios my imagination was torturing me with during that wait.
Finally I heard from him and we talked until the State Trooper arrived. The snow in the ditch he was in was well above his knees. The front windshield is smashed, the front bumper in ruins, the roof damaged, and the passenger side beaten and bruised.
He's now on his way to a hotel in whatever small town closest to him has one. Motel, most likely, as even the Econolodge doesn't put hotels in the middle of the U.P's f***ing nowhere. But who cares, as long as it gets him off the road and into a warm, safe bed for the night.
The Mister, thankfully, is fine. And safe. Shaken, I think. But okay. I can't wait for him to get back home, safe and sound.
I'm still feeling shaken. Enough is enough. First Atticus and my accident, then Paloma's, and now the Mister's. If bad things happen in 3's, then I am claiming these 3 here and now. We've completed our share, now let's move on to accident-free living.