Hey Iz,
What ever happened to the guy driving the car? How did he respond to what he did to you? Just wondering you don't have to answer.
Love
Deb
He was charged with Dangerous and Reckless driving and lost his license--- big deal, but I sued him and won!---this was 1969.
At the hospital that night he stepped into the ambulance that was taking me from one hospital (intial treatment and x-rays) to another with a neurosurgeon and orthopedic surgeon, and he said, "
I am sorry, Izzy. I will telephone the sitter and let her know". That was 4:30 a.m. and after that he went out to hire a lawyer. What he said to me was 'admission of guilt'. His lawyer, according to mine would have told him to say nothing to me. Too late. I was conscious from beginning to that and knew everytrhing, then I was given a shot for the next ambulance trip.
I was so conscious of things that I told my father that the sitter had not been paid for that evening then staying all night. He went to her and she wouldn't take more than $2.00.
Then when a pastor sneaked in, I asked her if she would telephone my mother and have the newspaper stopped. That made her cry, because I had worse things to worry about than the newspaper. I have to laugh, sometimes, in retrospect at how practical I am/was
Then he was tranferred to Germany and had to make trips back for the provincial court charge, then the examinations for discovery re the civil suit. We would be in the same waiting room with me in a wheelchair, in a frilly blouse and a jumper, with the cather bag strapped to my thigh, and we said not one word to one another.
I could write a book, eh?
Love
Izzy
