October 28, 2003
My dad got hurt in an accident today. But he's ok.
He's a temporary postal worker, temporary until he can get his own route, which apparently takes forever. He has to drive a shitty van that he had to purchase himself (permanent employees get real mail trucks, I guess). So he had the van in park, went to deliver some mail at a house, then saw that the van was starting to roll. He ran back, tried to get into the van to stop it, but he fell face down, chipping his teeth and busting his lip and badly scraping his face, arms and knees. A flower bed kept the van from doing serious damage to the house.
Nothing's broken or fractured, but my dad has to go in for a followup visit and then he has to go to a dentist. He doesn't have insurance, being temp, but worker's comp should cover him. My mom's freaking out because she thinks he might get fired. I don't think that will happen. He reported it right away and brought back his supervisor to document everything.
When I first got the call, it felt like my heart had stopped. My poor dad...he's a good man and he works so hard, and life keeps giving him bad deals. I talked to him on the phone and he's fine, saying it was no big deal but I'm sure he's playing it down to spare my mom. I'm glad he's ok. I just wish I could do something meaningful, to make life easier for them.