I was going back to my old stomping grounds when I was a teenager today and I was excited to show off where I lived when we moved to Canada. The only problem was that it seems if you leave an area for even a day they change it all around and you cant even find where you went to school because they have built roads and condos and apartment complexes around the areas you used to walk to go to school. My piece of advice to anyone going on vacation for any length of time is to get coordinates to you home because when you return there will probably be a shopping mall where your neighbors house used to be and a traffic calming device (aka a round-a-bout) where the end of your driveway should be, don't say I didn't warn you!
Anyway before we even got to the doctors office we nearly got killed, I am serious! We were driving down the freeway and they are doing a lot of construction and there was a metal three pronged bracket type thing on the road and we are going at a fair clip in the HOV lane at about 90kms. The truck in front of us cleared it because he was higher than our car but we hit it before we could even react to it!!!
First it hit the radiator and took that out and then it bounced back under the car and put a hole through the front cross member and shot out to the drivers side and hit the cement barrier and came back and hit the drivers door about a half inch below the open window, which would have killed Jason instantly if it had been just that bit higher. Then it went back under the car and hit the gas tank and dented it and then took out the exhaust system before settling in the other lane. It all happened so fast that we had hit it before we even realized what it was. We couldn't have dodged it as there was traffic in the other lane and to stop would have been too dangerous because we had a fast stream of cars right behind us.
Could the day get any worse? I mean a three + hour drive to see the doctor, getting the shit scared out of us on the way there, trying to find the damn doctors office because you cant see the numbers on the buildings and nearly get a ticket because you pull a U-turn by the cop shop that has moved since you were last there, spending $4.00 on parking for an hour and only seeing the doctor for ten friggin minutes… oh tell me something is going to go right!!!
Well, the doctor said that Jason has to go in for a MRI scan at the hospital in North Vancouver, which means that it is another day off work for Jason, and then surgery which is another god knows how long off work with NO PAY! This trip cost us over $150.00 because we spent $50.00 in gas and then the lost wages of Jason's. The doctor says he has about five degenerate disks in his back and after the MRI they will see which disk to fix to get the most bang for your buck!
Some doctors don't care that you live hours and hours away when they schedule things for you they just want it convenient for them. I mean we have a hospital that is maybe 40 minutes away that can do the MRI but he wants it done down there. I was so close to telling him to pay for the friggin gas and time off work for Jason then we would do it but I kept my mouth shut, for once lol
The best part about this trip was that we went Geocaching on the way home and found another six geocaches that I wouldn't have been able to get because we don't usually travel that far.
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