How Come I Only Get Called At Work When Something Tragic Happens?

I was at work when I got the call. Suddenly it felt like my whole world had stopped, that I was the only thing moving and they were the only thing that mattered. I slowed down at the hospital doors, who being automatic couldnt open fast enough.
What had happened to them? Are they okay? What if they arent, what if theyre...dead.
NO! I refused to let that happen, not again. In my family death was no longer an option.
Jellys dad was in the lobby talking to a patient when I rudely interrupted him.
"room 237." was all he said. His voice gave no hint towards theyre condition.
The moment I pressed the elevator button I decided it wasnt fast enough and took the stairs. I found Darry, TwoBit, and Kitty standing in the hallway outside the room number Dr.Winston had given me.
A bit of relief escaped me when I saw Kit was alright, a few bruises and scrapes scattered her body, but she was alright. But... where was Pony? Was he okay? Was he...dead?
NO!.. death is no longer an option. I repeated to myself.
"We were coming back from the mall when a car cut us off going '60 down the highway. Pony freaked and swerved the car, so only the back of us hit them.... of course, the car is totaled, sorry Soda.." Kit explained, and by her expression I figured the car was her mustang I got her for her 16th birthday. But I didnt care about the car, I could fix that, Pony on the other hand was outside of my mechanic skills.
"Pony, wheres Pony??" I began to panic, until Kit pointed inside the room a few feet away.
There was Pony, lying in a bed hooked up to some machine, his body lined with cuts deeper than Kitty's.
"Pony!" I shouted as I pushed my was to him. Before I could even reach the door I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Soda he's fine." I had never found Darry's words so comforting.

A little while later Ponys eyes began to open. Darry was right, Pony was fine...except for a mild concussion and a fractured wrist.
"Hey kid how you doin?" I asked.
Pony blinked. "Alright I guess....except for a headache and...AHHWW!! What did I do to my wrist?" Pony was confused by the hard blue cast that hid his wrist.
"Calm down drama queen its just fractured." Kitty explained.
Just then a high pitched voice began shouting from the doorway.. "PONY!!" I looked over and sure enough it was Brooke. "Pony, are you okay? What happened?"
"Im fine Brookie." Pony interrupted.
She planted a gentle kiss on pony's forehead. "I'm glad." she said.
"Alright well I need to get back to work." I started to head out the door, "Don't you kids scare me like that again, ya hear?" I glanced between pony an kit.
"Yeah, Yeah...Death is not an option." Pony said smiling.