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    Thursday, January 05, 2006
    "Oh SH*T!"

    were the words to come out of my mouth as I heard (and felt) the big thud and crunch as my poor little car and I were rear ended last night just as I was leaving Lloyd. Not the best choice of words or words that I would typically say but nonetheless suiting in that moment. You don't really have time to think about grammar and politeness in those situations. It really sucks .... my head is still aching, I can't move my neck, and its difficult to breathe but other than that I'm okay. Or I'll BE okay. Like I told Tiffy. Do I really have a choice in the matter whether I end up okay or not? I just seem to always make it through because I don't know any better I guess. I've always been a fighter in tough situations ..and a survivor. So yeah. I've got an appointment with an SGI adjuster on monday to find out how much damage was done and how much it will cost to fix etc. etc.. I also go to the chiropractor that day to get my bones all straighened out and hopefully regain range of motion for my head...you don't realize how much it benefits you till you don't have it.
    I seriously, for a breif second, thought I was gonna die. Cuz I heard and felt the initial *!*WHAM!*! and that propelled me towards the vehichle in front of me... it was getting cloesr and closer and it was really scary. That feeling of absolutely no control whatsoever. it just seems unreal and sorta slow motion. All these things going through your mind like "frick.this is just what I need I just bought this stupid car its not even paid for" and "ouch is that blood or tears running down my face?" and "what now?" initially I think I was in shock ...I just sat there shaking and crying and then I pulled into the Ford dealership and turned off the car and just sat there. The guy that hit me was super nice. He came up to the window and helped me out of the car. Asked me how I was or if I was okay (something to that effect) and I said I didn't know. Then he gave me a hug and we assessed the damage.
    Not pretty. My car, however,is surprisingly, and what I would now describe as miraculously, unscathed. Although like I said there could still be a lot of damage not seen to my untrained eye. Both me and the guy just stood there shaking our heads. He's like "I don't believe it!!!! How does that happen? Your little...what is it anyways?...just took out my one ton truck!" and I said "I don't believe it either ...thats so crazy!...I guess I'm just lucky" and "He's like I'll say!" to which I kinda giggled cuz it sounded like something I would say. I feel bad for him. He's got way more damage(from the looks of things anyhow) Mind you thats just a vehichle. Hes not sitting at home with fuzzy vison and lots of pain. Pain really annoys me these days. This pain isn't enough to totally knock me out but its too much for just otc drugs to touch so it really sucks. It just the kinda pain that takes your breath away every so often.
    It IS pretty amazing though. The odds.. and the way our vehichles look. its kinda backwards. I shouldn't have stood a chance. God was watching over me for sure.
    Anyway ...this blog is kinda depressing....Good part is Im alive and the dudes okay and we're both pleasant people so this shouldnt be too much of a hassle. I was just so looking forward to being done with stress and ordeals for a while. I guess Gods just keeping me on my toes.
    well until the next misadventure.....
    Love and blessings to y'all
    Normie

    link | posted by Norma Jean at 7:55 PM


    1 Comments:
    Blogger Lynnsey commented:

    oh my goodness Norma Jean! *gentle hugzz* I'm so glad to hear that you are alive, and I am praying for your pain, not for your pain, but for it to go away and for your breath to be restored. I hope that you are feeling better soon. I'll talk to you later though. Love ya tonnes!!!

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