ace’s blog

So Meri and I had another knock-down, drag-out argument again. Too many lately that nobody knows about except us, the cat and dog and unfortunately, Aaron for most of them. This one started out like most do, about something minor and just escalated into a lot of stupid stuff. The outcome of this argument was me taking yesterday off from work to go to the doctor and talk to him about depression. The test I took in his office told he and I that I was moderately to moderately-severely depressed. So now I’m on Lexapro to make me more zombie-like and hopefully take the edge off of my increasingly emotional state. Hopefully it works and I become more liveable/likeable to Meri.

On my way to Sports Authority after my doctors appointment yesterday, I was taking a left onto Poplar and was the second car in to be pulling away from the light when the car in front of me got T-boned by a large tow-truck! I’ve never seen a car get into an accident before, especially one that bad. I stopped to see if I could help the people out. I got out of my truck, remembered that I had a cell phone so I called 911 and instead of talking to someone immediately, I got a message saying that all operators were busy! Finally, I got a live person and told them where the accident was. Two other people stopped at the scene as well, one of whom was an off-duty fire fighter. There were 3 people in the Chevy Impala that got hit, ages 20 - 23. The one on the passenger side in the front seat was trapped by the dash and the passenger door. They were all pretty severely hurt but that kid got the worst of it! After about 20 minutes or so, 3 ambulances were at the scene and had 3 of the 4 accident victims ready to be taken away. At first, I was pretty pissed off that the tow-truck driver didn’t get out of his truck to check on the car he hit but it turned out that he hit his head on the steering wheel and his back was hurting. That anger went away after I learned that. I felt like the cops and the first EMTs on the scene were not adequately responsive to the victims. If it had been my wife and son in the car just laying there and me yelling very respectively to the EMTs on the scene “help him sir, please help him quickly” and the EMT, while writing on his report responding “we’re moving as quickly as two people can move”, I would have been more than pissed. The driver of the ambulance seemed thoroughly confused on how to position the hard-plastic orange board onto the stretcher. As a new resident of Memphis/Bartlett, I am not impressed with what I saw yesterday. It appeared to me that the cops and EMTs were more interested about getting their reports written than they were about getting help for these kids. I don’t think it was a racism thing: the kids in the car were black, the tow-truck driver was white, the 2 cops were black and 5 of the 6 EMTs I saw were white, the other was black. I left after 40 minutes and after I gave the cop my info to contact me. I hope the tow-truck company gets sued for a ton of money.

After a day like that, I was more than ready to take my not-so-happy ass to bed. It took me a while to fall asleep and while I was laying there, my legs were just jumping all over the place. I guess seeing that accident and also putting my moderately depressed ass on some pills had some effect on me after all. I hope everything works out.

This weekend, we had our first ice storm. Two weekends ago it snowed, approximately 5 inches and this past weekend, we got ice. Since our driveway never gets direct sunlight, I’ve learned that I have to de-snow/ice it. Well that sucks, a lot! I was only out there for a total of 75 minutes with a shovel and some pent-up aggression but it finally came off. The parts that I couldn’t get off eventually melted away. Thank you 50 degree weather (after 3 days in the teens!)