Last Sunday, August 15th, I was involved in an auto accident. This accident was especially tragic because my beautiful and wonderful Phantasmagoria was totaled. I loved this car and it was only 6 years old and just paid off last year! My magnificent mazda 6 shall rest in piece I hope and be turned into something nice for someone else.
Most of you heard about the accident on facebook after seeing this picture of me on a stretcher, giving a thumbs up. We were riding in the ambulance at that point and there was really nothing else to do but take a pic and send a text message, which got out to everyone and my mom called me within 15 minutes, having heard about it from my cousin! Amazing how quickly the words gets out these days. <— I sound old.
But what happened you ask? As I’ve said countless times to people and insurance agents, I was going westbound on Cesar Chavez and the other guy was coming east, got into the left turn lane and decided it was a good idea to turn left out in front of me. I slammed on my brakes and swerved, but i still hit him, sending him flyng back into the street. Meanwhile, I kept moving, popped the curb and hit an electrical box pole. The airbags deployed, but i don’t remember feeling them. I had always been afraid of those cause I heard stories about people getting concussions and breaking their noses from airbags. When I opened my eyes, all I wanted to do was sit there for a minute. But I saw smoke coming from the A/C vents and figured I should get out of the car.
As soon as I did, a girl came up and said she was dialing 911. I said okay, still stunned. There were lots of people all around cause it is a popular jogging route. My car’s horn was beeping. I looked back at it and saw that the entire front end had been halfed. I snapped a quick cell phone pic just so I could remember it and have for insurance later. There’s something about stepping away from an accident like that relatively unscathed. There’s a feeling of invincibility which can easily cloud your better judgment. Adrenaline was coursing through my veins, warding off the pain I knew would be there later. I told myself not to make any sudden movements; the fact that I could walk around was a good sign though. I walked back to the car, the radio was still on, i tried to turn the key, but the dash had come so far out, that it held the key in place and it wouldn’t turn. Another guy came up and said the police are on their way, if I needed to get anything out of the car, now is the time to do it. I thought about it and said no, I don’t think so. He said, you smoke? I said no, and then realized I was in Austin and he was telling me to get any illegal substances out of my vehicle before the cops came. I sort of laughed and said, no I don’t have anything like that in the car. I did however have my suit, my cannon DSLR, a bottle of wine, and other items in the trunk I totally forgot about it.
Just then, another jogger came up and said he was an EMT and told me to sit down in the grass. He did some typical tests to make sure there wasn’t nerve damage and then laid me down in the grass and held my neck till the on duty EMTs got there, which was pretty quick actually. They showed up within 5 minutes after that and repeated the tests the other guy had done. They asked me a bunch of questions and then strapped me to the stretcher. When they were putting me in the ambulance and hooking things up, a police officer showed up and asked me questions about he accident.
We went to Brackenridge Hospital and they did xrays which came back fine. Once I heard that, I was fine to move around. The adrenaline was wearing off, so I could feel my knee swelling from when it hit the dash, the bruise from the seatbealt on my chest, and my neck was very stiff. My cell phone had died, but I was able to use someone’s smart phone to fb message my roommate Tyler and he called the hospital. He then came to get me. Thanks Tyler!
Dealing with my injuries has been easier then dealing with Insurance. Called my insurance, Geico, on Monday. I didn’t know this, but apparently they work as a “team” rather than having agents. This is a nice way of saying they’re a call center. They don’t know any more about your accident or what has been done than what they can read on the screen while you’re on the phone with them. With my old insurance in LA, State Farm, I always talked to the same lady and when I had a claim, she knew what was going on cause there was a history there. Even in my few dealings with the other person’s insurance in this case, where there’s ONE agent, it has been a far more satisfying conversation. The cop at the scene got the other person’s insurance info and that was delivered to me at the hospital. I gave the info to Geico. The insurance just said “General Insurance” but there was an agent number which I gave them. They said, they’d call the other company and file a claim. The next day, I hadn’t heard anything, so I called the other number which turned out to be SafeCo Insurance and found that Geico had opened no such claim on the person’s policy number. This is what they had done: saw General Insurance and looked up the number for Permanent General Insurance and called them, even though I GAVE them the number to call. That’s right, they did extra work, to get the WRONG number and even when they couldn’t find the policy, they filed a claim anyway, expecting that company to look for the policy and get back to them. How retarded. If I hadn’t called, nothing would’ve been done. So I got the right claim filed, called Geico who of course said they’d already done it and filled them in on their error. Later, General Insurance called me and did an interview after which I told them I didn’t think it was the right insurance, so the lady was very nice and had recorded the conversation and just sent it to the correct insurance company.
Finally, the police report came out on Wed, saying it was the other driver’s fault, joy of joys! Still took me till Saturday to get a rental car and I have no idea if my car has even been moved out of the lot yet. In the meantime. Matt was nice enough to let me borrow his truck for last week so I was able to get around. Thanks Matt! I owe you a lunch or dinner! I also went by the impound lot to clean out all my stuff. Miraculously, my nice camera, suit, and wine were not smashed, ripped or shattered. The key was still wedged in the key hole, so I had to de-ring it to get my house keys back. I guess the battery had been left on cause the car wouldn’t even turn on electrical, which meant my CDs would be stuck forever in the CD changer. Ce la vie. I got everything out and then took a moment, hugged Phantasm one last time, and drove away.
Rosario recommended that I go to a chiropractor. I had never been to one before, but I figured it might be a good idea. It was interesting, but more on that in another post. By day two, my shoulder was really killing me, what really helped me out was I got Sam to push on my shoulder blade and pull back on my shoulder and that pushed the gas our of the muscle and it felt immensely better! It’s been over a week now and my bruises have all turned yellow so they look horrible, but at least they’re healing. My shoulder blade feels much better and I have most of the range of motion in my neck back. Still can’t hold a phone with my shoulder but I can turn side to side 100%. Even went wake surfing on Friday and successfully didn’t hurt myself… all that much anyway. I had a short problem with my work not wanting me to come back until I got a doctor’s note, but that was quickly taken care of and I was able to work on Wed.
Now I’ve got to start the long and arduous process of finding a new car. I’m not happy about it at all. I loved that car and there was very little I would change about it. I’m thinking I’m going to have to go used case I don’t want to start a monthly payment all over again after I JUST got this one finished. But there are a few extras I’ve been wanting, so here’s to hopin I find a good deal. Anyone know where I should start searching?
Thanks all for the support and well wishes. No matter how an accident affects your life, it’s good to know there are people who will look out for you. And the beat goes on…

Good Bye my love
There’s something about stepping