My Dad got into an accident this morning at 5am. He had gone out with his brother to have some drinks and play pool, bro stuff, the night before.
Normally when I'm home I stay awake until the whole family is home (Jess working late, Dad going out, Mom getting called out). That night I dozed off and woke up at 3am. I assumed everyone was home and went to bed.
At 6am my mother comes screaming into my room, in the throes of a full-scale panic attack asking where my sister was, where my Dad was. I had no idea. My phone hadn't rung. She was calling Dad's phone with no answer. Ditto my uncle's phone. Ditto Jess' phone. Ditto her friends' phone. Mom and I assumed Jess was at a friend's house after work and forgot to check in.
We assumed Dad got into another wreck.
I pulled on clothes, Mom was already dressed, and we opened the garage door to get in my car (it was pouring raining outside) and there it was.
My Dad's truck.
On the back of a tow truck with the front end completely destroyed.
In that moment, I was brought back to two years ago when he got in the wreck that nearly killed him (twice). I felt sick and faint. I couldn't think. I remembered seeing the blue truck smashed into pieces, Dad in the ER, Dad getting heart surgery, Dad almost dying.
Then he got out of the cab of the tow truck and got his things from the ruined mess of his truck cab. The relief was immediate. He was alive, walking, okay. Jess was at a friend's house. Okay.
He says he hydroplaned on the wet road. Mom thinks he was tired from being out all night and nodded off behind the wheel again.
I almost lost my Dad again. It hasn't even been 3 years. He could have died.
And I feel like its my fault. If I had checked to make sure all the family was home, if I had just looked out the window to make sure all cars were accounted for. Maybe Mom could have called him and done something, convinced him to take a cab if he was tired/had been drinking or told him to stay with his brother. I could have picked him up. If I had just checked instead of going to bed then maybe things would have been different.
Gods.