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Sep. 18th, 2009 03:16 pmI got A Phone Call.
Well, lemme back up - Bevan didn't come to work today. Sometimes that happens - he oversleeps or something, and I've been known to go to his house and wake him up and then he comes in late. Well being that I'm furious with him, well, I'm not doing that, so I didn't. But then I got kind of alarmed as the shift went on, cause, if he slept in, he would've woken up by at least noon - right? So I called his phone but he didn't answer. Then I called his phone a few more times.
And then I got A Phone Call.
From his dad. Calling me on Bevan's phone.
To tell me Bevan was in a car accident and he's in the hospital. Not, he was in a car accident and bumped his head and is getting checked over in the ER. No. He's in surgery. So I wanted to go right to the hospital but his dad told me not to because he'd be in surgery for hours and then wouldn't be awake for a while -
Meaning... he will be awake eventually - right?
RIGHT?
I don't really know what happened - I don't know how the accident happened and I don't really know how badly he's hurt except that the worst of it is all to his head - and I know that's really bad.
I'm waiting for someone to tell me I'm overreacting and that everything is going to be fine, that it sounded all dramatic on the phone but really it's not that big of a thing but - it is. This is really serious - and I feel like it's not hitting me seriously enough. I don't know what to feel really.
I want to go to the hospital right now - but it makes sense not to go there if I can't even see him.
Now would be a good time to pray, if I believed in prayer, but I don't. I'd rest a lot easier if I could believe that Someone heard my pleas and was on my side. But I don't.
So I'm just stuck here.
Scared shitless.
Waiting for Another Phonecall.
Edit: Very grey phonecall essentially saying nothing has changed. I'm going batshit. I think I'm better off going batshit there than here, so I'm leaving. Trying not to freak out is kind of impossible right now. But thanks for the hugs and thoughts and prayers. I'm so scared.
Well, lemme back up - Bevan didn't come to work today. Sometimes that happens - he oversleeps or something, and I've been known to go to his house and wake him up and then he comes in late. Well being that I'm furious with him, well, I'm not doing that, so I didn't. But then I got kind of alarmed as the shift went on, cause, if he slept in, he would've woken up by at least noon - right? So I called his phone but he didn't answer. Then I called his phone a few more times.
And then I got A Phone Call.
From his dad. Calling me on Bevan's phone.
To tell me Bevan was in a car accident and he's in the hospital. Not, he was in a car accident and bumped his head and is getting checked over in the ER. No. He's in surgery. So I wanted to go right to the hospital but his dad told me not to because he'd be in surgery for hours and then wouldn't be awake for a while -
Meaning... he will be awake eventually - right?
RIGHT?
I don't really know what happened - I don't know how the accident happened and I don't really know how badly he's hurt except that the worst of it is all to his head - and I know that's really bad.
I'm waiting for someone to tell me I'm overreacting and that everything is going to be fine, that it sounded all dramatic on the phone but really it's not that big of a thing but - it is. This is really serious - and I feel like it's not hitting me seriously enough. I don't know what to feel really.
I want to go to the hospital right now - but it makes sense not to go there if I can't even see him.
Now would be a good time to pray, if I believed in prayer, but I don't. I'd rest a lot easier if I could believe that Someone heard my pleas and was on my side. But I don't.
So I'm just stuck here.
Scared shitless.
Waiting for Another Phonecall.
Edit: Very grey phonecall essentially saying nothing has changed. I'm going batshit. I think I'm better off going batshit there than here, so I'm leaving. Trying not to freak out is kind of impossible right now. But thanks for the hugs and thoughts and prayers. I'm so scared.
