A Series of Unfortunate Events or No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Yesterday was an eventful day. I started it out babysitting a 6 month old for this lady at my Church. She works and her mom usually takes her kids two days a week but the mom was going on vacation and she apparently didn't want to shell out the dough for some childcare. So the baby was pretty good overall but screamed like a banshee for an hour if I tried to put him down or even just sit down while holding him. Standing and walking around with a baby for an hour straight is not the easiest thing in the world if you are yourself 6 months pregnant but the situation was not truly horrible because one of my friends graciously invited me to watch the baby at her house, which was baby proofed and filled with important baby things like a pack and play for napping. I had also agreed to watch the baby today but as events unfolded that was not meant to be. After the lady picked up her baby my friend and I decided to go to Target. We strapped my friend's son into his car seat and took off. Much to our dismay, while stopped at a stop light a semi truck decided to ram into the back of the car. It was actually an 18 wheeler with a huge tractor attached. Not only did he ram but he continued to push us the next few feet into the truck in front of us, causing another crunch! Apparently this trucker wasn't smart enough to realize you should hit your break after running into a car, not keep accelerating to the sound of crunching metal! So my friend started calling the police. While on the phone the trucker comes up to the window to say the car is fine. Luckily, my friend handily ignored him, and for the record the entire back of her car was smashed in and scratched! It was at this point I thought that maybe the trucker was also inebriated (as far as we know he wasn't.) So the paramedics checked us out and they told me my blood pressure was off but probably from shock. They asked if I wanted an ambulance. At this point I was totally in shock and asked the paramedic if I should go to the hospital. He didn't really respond so I decided to call my doctor. After being on hold for a while I was told to go straight to the hospital to labor and delivery, but sad news the ambulance was already gone. The police offered to call another one but I figured Neil would get there just as fast, we were close to his office. So I called Neil to come and get me and take me to the hospital, I called and called and called, he was in a meeting and did not have his cell phone on. My friend's husband beat Neil to the scene and gave me a lift to the hospital, where I was to remain for the next six hours strapped to machines. Thankfully the baby is fine and Neil got to the hospital and I wasn't having any crazy contractions, I'm just bruised and sore and have to take it easy until my next checkup on Monday. I have a whole list of scary symptoms to look for and directions to follow. But while I was in the hospital my friend called the lady I was suppose to tend for who was apparently put out that I wasn't willing/capable of watching her child the next day for eight hours, for free! I haven't heard from the lady since, there has been no call to see if I was OK or anything. Some people are so horrible. I'm just glad the accident wasn't more serious and our baby is safe.
PS: Only 99 days until my due date!!!