Where, pray tell, has the week gone ?

  I have lost track of about 4 days.  I wasn't even drunk.  lol   It's been a roller coaster ride of late, since the last post actually.


  I had a good day Tuesday, and went off to share my experience, strength and hope at a meeting. I had to be there at 7 PM, and the roads were still a little iffy, so I set out early and treated myself to supper in town. It was nice, I went to the meeting and then after catching up with a friend I haven't seen in a while, packed my big butt into my little car and headed home.

  Because there was still quite a bit of ice and snow on the roads (especially the back roads that I usually traverse) I thought I'd take the safer way home and  stay on the highways. I was sitting at a red light, waiting for it to change, when a young woman pulled up behind me and rear ended me.  Now, she barely hit me, but it was enough of an impact to cause my seat to come unlocked and fly backwards. I had my seat belt on and I'm freaking out, trying to reach the brake pedal (I am 5 ft tall. I have to pull my seat all the way forward to drive), because all I can think is that I have to stop this car from rolling into the intersection !  Well, I manage to get my seat back up, stop the car, and catch my breath.  I pulled through the intersection when the light changed and pulled into the gas station  and she pulled in behind me. After ascertaining that we were both okay, just a little rattled, we looked at both cars and didn't see any apparent damage. Not on hers or mine...2 little plastic bumper cars that managed to bounce off each other, I guess.  lol  I didn't think I was hurt.  I got her insurance information and name and phone number, just in case, and we went our merry ways.

  It happened about 9-9:30.  I came home, and told the Irishman what had happened. He asked if I was okay and I said I thought so. He said--if you don't feel okay tomorrow, promise you'll go get checked.  And I said I would.

 He went to bed and I came in and got on the computer.  By midnight I developed a headache and my neck was getting a little sore and stiff.  I took some Aleve and went to bed. By the time I got up in the morning, my shoulder was killing me, my neck hurt and my headache was still there.  First thing, I called my insurance company and told them what had happened. They took the information, said the agent wasn't in yet, and said he would call me as soon as he came in. I hung around the house, trying to decide what to do. Finally, at the urging of a few of my friends, I decided to head for the little hospital ER about 12 miles from here. Just as I was getting ready to go out the door, a rep from the insurance company called me. I went through it all over again, and she said they would send a guy out to check the car, as there might be damages that I just couldn't see.  She also set up a medical claim, gave me a number and told me to go get checked. So I did.

  It took me 3 hours to get in and out of that ER. They only have 1 doc there and 2 treatment rooms I guess. And they had other people in them.  A nurse came out and apologized and said that as soon as they got these folks transferred, they'd get me back there.  She sat and talked with me about 10 minutes, making sure I was okay. 

 To make a long story short (HAH!)  I sustained soft tissue damage to my shoulder and neck and it's causing muscle spasms  down into my back. They gave me anti-inflammatory and muscle relaxers and a shot of an anti inflammatory and cortisone (or something) to boost the process. Orders are rest, ice packs and the medications. No lifting anything over 10 pounds, no lifting ANYTHING over my head.  I came home and made supper and went to bed relatively early. Wednesday I took a 2 hour nap in the middle of the day and did nothing. Unfortunately, the muscle relaxer they gave me makes me sick as a dog, so I'm not taking it. One of my nurse friends gave me some of hers, a different kind, and they are really helping, and not making me sick at all.  She wrote down the name and dosage for me to give to my doctor on Monday. (I have the best friends !!!)  Thursday, I took another 2.5 hour nap in the middle of the day. Did nothing but throw together some supper.  Friday I was pissy all day, the phone rang nonstop--at least 7 calls from insurance company people, hers and mine. They are accepting full responsibility and I'm not to worry about a thing.  They will repair my car, that the adjuster said had about 500 dollars worth of damage --cracked paint.  (eye roll).  They will pay all reasonable medical bills as well as pain and suffering  (eye roll). They just want me to be okay.   :)


  We had a date to go to a friends home for a game night on Friday and I really didn't want to go because I don't feel good.  But I cancelled last time they invited us too, so I felt like I needed to go.  I made a big pan of bacon wrapped chicken chunks dredged in a brown sugar and chili powder mixture, because I knew that once I got there I'd be glad I went. There were about 15 adults and 3 kids I guess and we had a ball. We played a game called Catch Phrase, girls against the boys. It was a blast.  I'm glad I went and got to spend time with really great people in my life. The food was all great (and all eaten by the end of the night). We didn't get home until after midnight, which is very late for us. The sofa I was sitting on wasn't the most comfortable for me and my body felt a little beat up, but it was worth it. I was in bed by about 1 and slept this morning until 8 AM.

  The Irishman took me out for supper tonight to our favorite Japanese place and we had some wonderful food and  and came home and watched a couple of episodes of the BBC comedy Waiting For God. He pooped out early, because last night was WAY past his bedtime. lol

SOooo...a crazy few days as you can see.  It's time for me to hit the hay, I'm still having muscle spasms but they're a little subdued and I just took a muscle relaxer and an Aleve, so I should be able to get a decent nights sleep.  I'm going to pick up a friend tomorrow morning to come out and have coffee and spend a little time chatting.  The Irishman may have to work tomorrow, he won't know until the last minute.  


 It will be Sunday by the time anyone reads this, so...Happy Sunday, ya'all...



Namaste.