Feeling helpless

John and I left yesterday to visit family in Kansas for about two weeks. We've got Lori, a vet tech from our veterinarian, taking care of our cats. This morning I got a phone call from her saying that our oldest cat, Edgar, got hit by a car. His jaw is broken, but miraculously the rest of him is okay. He's going today to get his jaw wired shut and then Lori is going to take care of him at our vet's office for the rest of the time that we're gone. I can't express how completely helpless I feel, even though I know we wouldn't be able to do anything if we were there. I just hope he's not too scared.