Yesterday was a lesson in flexibility. The whole day.
Steve left for work and I headed to the computer to do some work. While I was there, Steve called and started the call by saying he wasn't at work yet. I didn't think anything of it, other than to think, "of course not, you haven't been gone long enough." I chuckled over something I was looking at online, and he made the mistake of asking me "what?" So I started telling him all about it, until he interrupted me.
"I'm sitting in the Sheriff's truck," he said.
That got my attention. I asked him what happened and he proceeded to tell me he'd hit a deer, the car was most likely totaled, and he was fine. He wasn't injured in anyway, which surprised the Sheriff Deputy since it was a full-size doe at 65 mph. I woke our teen girls up to stay with the younger ones because I was going to need to pick Steve up after he accompanied his car into town with the tow truck. And thus began our lessons in flexibility.
Steve called his office to explain he wouldn't be in right away, and we headed to the insurance company. We got there just as they were opening their doors, and workers were still arriving. They thought we'd hear from the insurance adjusters quickly and we'd get a rental car fairly quickly. Steve thought he'd go into work a bit late.
However, we didn't hear from the insurance company until afternoon, and we didn't get the rental car until 4 pm. No work for Steve. Through the afternoon, he'd begun to have some aches and stiffness. A stiff neck, a sore shoulder/arm from the seatbelt, and a sore stomach.
That night we took the kids to church. Some of them had an early event, so we took the rest of the children to the library until church regularly starts. While we were there, Steve began to feel nauseous and sick. He ended up throwing up, sweating, and getting faint. At first we weren't sure what to do, but we took the children to church and dropped them off. We were pondering whether Steve needed to go tot he ER. My Dad (paramedic) said that yes, he needed to be checked out at the ER to be sure it wasn't a symptom of an internal injury from the accident that morning. More flexibility, as we had planned to go finish some homework from a recent marriage class instead.
I was quickly debating, gather all children and take them home before ER? Gather all children and take them TO the ER? Leave the older ones at church and go to the ER, arranging for someone to watch them until we get out of the ER? What? We ended up leaving the kids at church and going to the ER, not sure how else to handle it, and not wanting to disappoint all the kids by taking them out of church.
After Steve was settled in the ER, and getting checked out, I started trying to make calls, and send texts, to make sure that the kids and some adults at church knew where we were and could watch the children until we got back. In retrospect, I should have ran in and talked to someone in person before going to the ER. But we soon had assurance that the kids would be okay, and then the Pastor came to see Steve after the EKG, while we were still waiting for his CT scan. This time the kids got to learn to be flexible while they were watched over by church folk and driven home by the youth pastor's wife.
In the end, we ruled out heart attack, heart damage, internal bleeding, and all injuries from the accident. Conclusion: stomach virus or food poisoning with really bad timing. Really bad timing.
That was an expensive lesson in flexibility. We lost Steve's commuter vehicle, and spent a couple hours in the ER with some high-cost testing. And now we have to figure out how to replace his commuter car, what is the best value for the family? Will a more expensive option up-front be better in the long-run, or should we go cheap? Steve drives 180+ miles per day, so it has to get good gas mileage, and it needs to be reliable. We're still waiting to hear what the insurance company says, and we'd appreciate prayer for God's provision and wisdom.
I'm just thankful Steve is safe.