Hi Tucson. It's nice to see you checking back here, but I'm sorry to read that you were injured. That accident sounds scary. I'm glad you eventually got to the hospital. Are you OK?

I'm sorry your daughter wasn't there for you in your time of need. It's hard to know what was going on in her mind (or what wasn't going on). I will say that I hope you don't take that as a reflection on you. There are a lot of people who act in a similar way as your daughter. It is baffling. Perhaps as she matures more that will change. Or if not, you may need to accept her way as sad as it could be. You're far from the only person who has experienced such neglect. I know of a couple here who have from at least one of their loved ones. Even I have some examples of such neglect (possibly lesser, though), but from my dad not an adult child. Examples:

Once I was involved in a very scary car accident (not my fault). I was in a daze, but a resident near where the accident was had me call my dad and the police. I told my dad from the start I was fine (which wasn't 100% since I was in shock and had minor injuries), but that the car (his car) was totaled. When he arrived at the scene he started half crying about his car being damaged, but showed no concern about my wellness. I was about 18 at the time. Another time at 14 years old, I was a good hour away at a ballet rehearsal. Afterwards, no one was picking me up. A ballet mother noticed that and gave me money to call home on a pay phone and stayed with me until I was retrieved. When I told my dad I was stranded and he didn't pick me up, he started *****ing how inconvenient it was that I made him have to drive to get me. Later down the line, when I was about 39, I bought him and his girlfriend tickets to join my hubby and me for a concert on MY birthday. Afterwards, he said he and his girlfriend would go out to dinner in the town, but without my husband and me. They wanted to "be alone". On my birthday. Then the duo had the nerve to come to the restaurant my husband and I were in to "say hello", but later I figured they planned to go to that restaurant but when seeing me made up a story. They left quickly and went somewhere else. Many other examples with my dad. But note this, my dad did and still does love me, even if his excessive self-focus and general lack of empathy have been vices all his life. However, no, I could never really count on him. Sad, but true. But I do love him.