Tricycle Debacle

Two days ago. I was in a tricycle wreck. Jason always told me not to take tricycles to work because they weren't safe. I should have listened.

I was about a block away from work when it happened. We had stopped for a second because the woman in the VW in front of us had stopped. All of a sudden, WHAM, tricycle sandwich. The Honda hits us and we hit the VW.

Everyone gets out and starts yelling. I'm in the back of the tricycle crying and people off the street are crowding around the tricycle looking in at me like I'm a panda in the zoo.

I pulled myself together and called my boss and my hubbs. To make a long story short... We stood out in the cold for two hours as various authorities came and went. At some point the old lady in the VW yelled at me for being dumb enough to ride in a tricycle then she slipped away quietly before the traffic cops arrived. The cops confiscated the guy's tricycle because he was providing taxi services without a permit. Then they yelled at me for riding in a tricycle. We exchanged insurance and contact information. Hondaman got a ticket.

Then things got super interesting. Tricycles have no back bumper so Hondaman technically ran his car straight into my backside. I wanted to go to the hospital to check things out... just in case. Conveniently enough, Hondaman's wife worked at the hospital around the corner and could get us right in to see the doctor. Even better, Hondaman wanted to drive us there! And my husband saw nothing wrong with either! Only in China.

Once at the hospital, the doctor asked me what I wanted him to do. He said I looked fine and if I had any type of serious injury I'd be feeling dizzy. A car crash veteran, I politely asked for x-rays and muscle relaxers. He had to look up muscle relaxer in the computer and apologized saying there's no such thing in China. I was scolded by three different nurses for riding a tricycle. Jason was scolded twice for not teaching me better.

I'm sore, but I'm alive, and from the way everyone talks about tricycle accidents, I'm lucky at that.

The moral of this story... DON'T RIDE IN THE BACK OF A TRICYCLE.