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The Verdict

Good news! In fact it is the best possible outcome and even the lawyer is gobsmacked. Today, in court, the police reduced Ming’s charge of “five counts of dangerous driving occasioning bodily harm” to “one count of dangerous driving” and they deleted “bodily harm” from the charge (this was the most surprising thing since the accident did cause bodily harm).

The penalty is a $500 fine plus courts costs, and Ming loses his driver’s licence for three months. Considering he was facing the possibility of a $15,000 fine, a two year suspension of his licence, and maybe jail time, this is absolutely amazing!

Thank you so much for all of the comments on yesterday’s rather melodramatic post (which I have now edited into something less melodramatic ha!) I am also deeply grateful for the support and prayers of our family and friends, the character references for Ming, and for your patience with my moodiness.

And to God: thank you for restoring my faith, and my breath, and for the fact that we didn’t need the $4000-per-day barrister after all!

Tonight we are celebrating my eldest niece’s birthday and she was sure it would be a double celebration with good news for Ming. I wasn’t so sure and my optimism was limpy.

Then, this morning, at the lawyer’s office, when he told us that there was still no answer from the police and said it may well be another adjournment, my optimism tripped over and fell. “It’s like the Samuel Beckett play, Waiting for Godot“, the lawyer said, and Ming guffawed while I tried to smile. An hour or so later, Ming and I were sitting in the court’s waiting room rather listlessly when the lawyer came out of the courtroom itself and beckoned us in, whispering, “Godot has arrived”, then he went to talk to someone else. I looked at Ming with wide eyes:

Me: What does that mean?
Ming: Duh, Mum, the charges have been reduced!
Me: But why can’t he just say that?
Ming: Because he likes to speak in metaphors.
Me: But are you sure?
Ming: Yes!
Me: Well I need to hear the actual words.

And half an hour later, I did. Yeeha!

It’s over.

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Waiting

There may, or may not, be some subliminal, symbolic significance to this crooked photo of Tapper sneaking away from her eggs to have a quick dip, but I probably just had the camera the wrong way around. In fact, as this photo took itself some time ago (because I’m sure I didn’t do this intentionally) and I just found it on my desktop, I thought I’d put it in this post just for the hell of it!

I am waiting for the hospital to ring me to confirm that Husband is now okay enough to go back to the nursing lodge. I have tried ringing him twice but no answer so I’m not sure what is going on exactly and I’m not very good at waiting.

If you aren’t already familiar with Samuel Beckett’s famous play, Waiting for Godot, it’s worth a google. If you are familiar with it then you will know why I feel like I am inside that play, not in a horrible, negative way, just in a waiting-for-nothingish way!

Like Tapper’s eggs – are they ever going to hatch?

I had a lot of birds waiting this morning outside the back veranda but eventually they gave up on me! It’s okay, I will get them some cabbage a bit later in the day….

Ah, the hospital just rang but it wasn’t what I expected; it was the physiotherapist saying she couldn’t continue to treat Husband unless I paid the bill from last year. I was so embarrassed and admitted I hadn’t opened the mail lately, then I paid it immediately on the phone with my mastercard and apologized for keeping them waiting! Argh.

I wonder if there is a philosophy out there that helps people to wait in a way that is fruitful rather than frustrating….

Still waiting but unsure of what exactly I am waiting for – hehe!

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