This entry is not going to be my normal entry; you know - good humored, witty, full of profound insights into the minds of the Dark Knights of business - a.k.a. customers and of course, a work of literary artistry. I'm the only one who thinks that, you say. Not true. I can point to...to...um...my wife......my brother.....my mom......my.....cats.
Actually, I'm going to have some trouble writing this - not emotional but physical.
I was hit by a car on Friday and....this isn't just me being dramatic...I was nearly killed. But needless to say, since I'm not sure that there are computers in the "other world" and I am writing this on one, I must be alive. Though its still a little bit surreal and all in all a little frightening in retrospect.
I'm going to spare you all the details, since my hands are far too (temporarily) damaged to write a long thing about it and I'm sure no one but me is really that interested. Let's just say, I was hit by my own car - yep, my own car - TWICE (I just found out last night). Mike, my next door neighbor who saved my life saw me, as he put it last night when he came over, "you were in the street on your hands and knees and your car then rolled back again and CLOCKED you." I've since gone to my car and apologized for whatever it was I did to it. I didn't know it was mad at me.
All in all, I woke up in a hospital after having been medivaced with severe head trauma and lots of everything else to be sorted out. The reason I was medivaced to Inova Fairfax Hospital in Fairfax Virginia is because the hospital nearest me - Prince William Hospital - HAS NO EFFING TRAUMA CENTER!! That's staggering to me, given under other circumstances, that could be a life and death distance.
In any case, I was treated by a huge group of extraordinary doctors and nurses at Inova Fairfax - a hospital that had a great reputation that preceded my "visit" to it. BTW, I don't remember ANY of the events until I woke up - apparently for the third time - in the hospital. Though I remember some things going on in my head. This all happened on Friday evening around 5pm. I was released by Saturday at 1:00pm.
In fact, when the doctor came in to see me on Saturday morning to ask me "how are you doing?" I answered,
"Under the circumstances and given that:
I am alive.
I didn't break a bone.
My car didn't hurt or damage anyone or anything but me.
You won't understand this, but the cat was saved.
I have people who love me and care about me
I have no spinal or neck injuries
I AM ALIVE!
All in all, it wasn't a bad day. Everything went right that might have in a day that was entirely wrong."
Which, as cute as it sounds, is entirely how I feel.
So forgive me if my cogent insights (ask my mom) on CRM are a little spare. I'll try to keep up for the recovery period - shouldn't be that long. I look uglier than I feel, but I wanted you to know that I truly appreciate that you read this blog and pay any attention to me at all. That's something that was a comfort during the worst of the awake part of this ordeal and I realized how grateful I actually am to people who care enough to read what I think.
Thank you very much.
Holy shit. Can I say holy shit here? My cousin's wife was run over by her pickup truck once, trying to get her toddler out of the run-away vehicle. They both survived the accident. So glad that you survived yours too.
Posted by: Alison | August 12, 2008 at 10:45 PM
Paul, sorry to hear about the the accident. Get well soon. You know what they say " what doesn't kill you...."
Posted by: Syed Hasan | August 12, 2008 at 03:02 PM
What a blessing you managed to escape without major injury - Can you say guardian angel?? Either that or you are truly a cat with 9 lives =) I will be in touch. Take it easy.
E.
Posted by: Elizabeth Fairleigh | August 08, 2008 at 07:51 AM
Wow!?
Well, I'm glad to hear you're mending and that you've got a quick acting neighbor.
I'm also impressed you're still managing to post. Looks like nothing can stop you from writing.
Get well.
Posted by: Barney Beal | August 07, 2008 at 11:26 AM
Hello Paul. Glad to hear that you are recovering well, and that the cat was saved. Thanks for making us all ponder our assumptions more deeply.
Posted by: Marty Thompson | August 07, 2008 at 10:40 AM
Hello Paul. Glad to hear that you are recovering well, and that the cat was saved. Thanks for making us all ponder our assumptions more deeply.
Posted by: Marty Thompson | August 07, 2008 at 10:39 AM
Hello Paul. Glad to hear that you are recovering well, and that the cat was saved. Thanks for making us all ponder our assumptions more deeply.
Posted by: Marty Thompson | August 07, 2008 at 10:39 AM
Twice?! Wow.
Send a big thank-you hug from me to Mike; I'll deliver my I'm-so-glad-you're-OK hug to you in person.
As is often the case with bad stuff, there's usually something good that shines through. For me, it's seeing all these wonderful comments from people who are so concerned about you. It's a real gift to know how much people care for you.
Stay well, Paul. You inspire us all.
Posted by: Ginger Conlon | August 06, 2008 at 09:51 PM
I hope you get well soon. It's an amazing story. I am so glad that came out of it OK.
Posted by: Tara Roberts | August 06, 2008 at 06:54 PM
Hey man, hope you're on the mend.
Posted by: Adam Metz | August 06, 2008 at 05:44 PM
Paulie.... BE CAREFUL~ Geez we need to around.
Posted by: Georgia Moore | August 06, 2008 at 03:20 PM
Paul,
Glad to hear you are recovering...did you name your car Christine?
I know you are sore so light hugs your way guy.
M
Posted by: Michael | August 06, 2008 at 11:15 AM
We are all thinking about you at Neighborhood America! Take care of yourself... and your cat!
Posted by: Teala Comer | August 06, 2008 at 10:33 AM
Paul, glad to hear you're okay.
Posted by: Glenn | August 06, 2008 at 09:14 AM
Glad you (and your cat) are ok Paul - what a story ...
Posted by: Larry Mosiman | August 06, 2008 at 08:10 AM
The very, very best of luck in your recovery Paul.
Posted by: PaulSweeney | August 06, 2008 at 06:05 AM
holy crap, paulie. STOP THAT. glad everything ended up ok.
Posted by: christopher carfi | August 06, 2008 at 12:10 AM
Wow!! That is surreal. Glad to know all's well and look forward to more from the edgiest CRM blogger on the planet.
Posted by: Darayush | August 05, 2008 at 06:11 PM
I wish you a smooth recovery. It sounds like it was a very surreal experience.
Posted by: Reza Soudagar | August 05, 2008 at 05:30 PM
This sounds like a frightening experience, but so glad to hear you're ok! In all seriousness, where can we send gifts to your neighbor Mike?
Posted by: Amy | August 05, 2008 at 04:24 PM
Wishes for a speedy recovery Paul! Just kick back with 9 nights of Yankees baseball! Would it be an inappropriate to say "Go Phils"? :)
Posted by: Mark Mangano | August 05, 2008 at 02:32 PM
Truly amazing story, Paul. We deeply care about you and pray that you not only recover quickly, but that you get back to gracing us with your witty and light-hearted posts. Get well my friend!
Posted by: Kathy Boyd | August 05, 2008 at 12:06 PM
You are amazing - just days after a life threatening (freaky) accident you're up & at it again...peck peck peck on the keyboard! You're an inspiration and deeply cared about by a 'whole wide world' of friends :)
Posted by: Kristi Grigsby | August 05, 2008 at 11:55 AM
Glad your are OK. I saw your status in FB! very unreal. Like Marshall wrote: first priority is making sure you are alright.
Posted by: Jesus Hoyos | August 05, 2008 at 11:00 AM
I shall pray for your speedy recovery
Posted by: Grover Cleveland | August 05, 2008 at 10:43 AM