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So, y'all remember the other day when I mentioned I'd been in a minor fender-bender with a Ford Expedition... So minor it could barely be classified as a fender-bender? Well, I got a call from my insurance company today, who'd been contacted by AN ATTORNEY'S OFFICE who is representing the driver of the other vehicle, WHO CLAIMS TO HAVE BEEN INJURED in this minor fender-bender that didn't even damage his car... but wait... wait... it gets better... the driver claimed that his car that was involved was an early 90s model Ford Ranger pickup truck. While we were exchanging information, he mentioned to me that his "other truck" had been rear-ended the week before. So I can only surmise he is trying to pass off the damage to that truck, and some injury sustained in that accident, as having taken place in the accident with me. After I gave my statement to the insurance agent (wherein I emphatically made known that I had in no way, shape or form hit a Ford Ranger pickup truck, and that the car I hit appeared undamaged except possibly for a very slightly bent trailer hitch), I called the police department. They had a brief report of the accident, which mentioned the make and model of the car as being a Ford Expedition. I had them fax the report to the insurance agent. I also have an appointment Monday to have the damage to my car photographed (which so far as I can tell consists only of a broken front license plate holder thingy that has the dealer name on it where I bought the car). Anyway, I am very pissed, at people for being so dishonest, and at myself for not getting out my camera and taking a picture of the other car when the accident happened!! But, hopefully my insurance company will be able to get to the bottom of it...
... If you're a geek like me, is to the Richard Dawkins lecture next Wednesday at Queens University. It's been sold out since it was first announced back in the beginning of September, but I scored tickets on craigslist just now... YEAH!!!
Yes, there is a day 4... despite how chipper Ben looked in yesterday's video, he did spike a fever later on in the afternoon... so I kept him home again. For some reason today he has been able to occupy himself quite well with his Leapster (I bought him a Star Wars: Jedi Math game yesterday). I guess he's getting used to his quarantine!
For Ulysses' sake, I hope that cats cannot get the flu! Ulysses has been Ben's buddy today. Ben seems to be feeling a lot better than yesterday -- his fevers seem to have subsided, though I am waiting for his morning dose of motrin to wear off completely, before I will really know for sure. He got a full dose of the Tamiflu this morning finally, after I mixed it with his motrin and coaxed him to drink it in between sips of gatorade. I think this afternoon will be the real test of how he's feeling though, because he just ate some chicken nuggets and has not had any motrin since this morning... so I am waiting to see if he will be okay or wilt before my eyes! Keeping our fingers crossed...
I had hopes that we would be spared... but of course that was wishful thinking. Ben woke up this morning feverish and nauseous, and by noon it was clear that he was pretty darn sick -- lying listlessly on my bed drifting in and out of sleep. His fever hit a high of 103 despite around-the-clock Motrin, and after conferencing with Joel we decided to check with his pediatrician to see if she wanted him to come in. She did, and gave Ben the rapid flu test, which came back positive. She said if I wanted Tamaflu, she'd write him a prescription despite the CDC's guidelines that it should be saved for people who have other health complications... so I said... GIVE ME TAMAFLU! And she did. Except for the problem that there's like one pharmacy in the city where the liquid Tamaflu is still available... but we found that pharmacy and navigated that hurdle. The pharmacy in question actually does home deliveries, and they were scheduled to deliver the Tamaflu to our door, but due to a delivery mix up (the prescription got left behind), I had to send Joel out for it anyway. But, it was a nice thought anyway... I am not sure how effective Ben's first dose of Tamaflu was however, because not only did he spit half of it out (apparently does not taste anywhere near as delicious as berry flavored Motrin), he also threw up a few minutes after taking it as well. Poor kid.Anyway, Ben will likely be home sick for the rest of the week. Trying to keep Rebecca, Joel and myself from getting sick is a daunting task... we've not let Rebecca near Ben at all today, and I've been compulsively hand-sanitizing like every five minutes, but I am sure both of us, if not also Joel, will be sick anyway in short order...
Today I took the kids to the Touch a Truck festival, which is pretty much exactly what it sounds like... they have all kinds of trucks -- ambulances, fire trucks, police cars, construction equipment, a helicopter, boats, etc and the kids can climb on/ in them. They also had a bounce house, pony rides, food, balloon art, etc. To my surprise Becca got just as much enjoyment from climbing on all the trucks as Ben did. She especially seemed to like the ambulances, and at one point was sitting in an ambulance in between two paramedics, having a chat with them. Her favorite thing was probably the bounce house, which I shouldn't've let her go in because it was for ages 3 and up, but she wasn't about to take no for an answer. She sat down, took her shoes off, and planted herself firmly in line. So I gave in, since they were only letting a few kids in at a time anyway. When it was time to go we watched the helicopter take off, and the kids both loved that -- even with (Or maybe because of) the noise/wind from the helicopter blades-- they were jumping up and down in excitement as the helicopter took off.It would have ranked as a pretty successful outing, except that on the way home I rear-ended a Ford Expedition at a stop light. I was traveling at an excessively slow rate of speed, and there was no damage to the Expedition and not really any damage to my car except for that the Expedition's trailer hitch went through the front license plate holder thing of my car. But I don't think any actual car was damaged. But, yes I have learned my lesson -- I need to spend more time watching the road and less time fielding food, beverage, toy, and radio requests from the back seat! Here are some pictures from the Touch A Truck festival:
