I had a follow-up with the doctor on Tuesday. He said my X-rays were normal. Nothing to worry about there. He said it’s too early to tell if I have any permanent damage though. That I have another month or two of physical therapy until I’ll really be able to tell.
Not quite what I wanted to hear.Read More »Healing Like an Athlete
I’ve been going to a lot of doctors recently. Nearly every doctor makes you step on a scale, no matter what you are there for. The last scale I stepped on had me at 165 lbs. That’s about 20 lbs over my healthy weight by most standards. I feel it in my face, and I see it in pictures.
Time to get back on the health horse.Read More »Work in Progress
It’s been a little over two weeks since the car accident. To most peoples’ eyes, it’s done. Over with. I have a new-to-me car. I’m walking and talking. I’m at work most of the time.
To me, two weeks out, it feels like the accident is never going to be behind me.Read More »Forced Reflection
I went to my second round of physical therapy treatment this afternoon. It’s an interesting experience.Read More »Treatment
I should concentrate on the moment. Take each thing one step at a time. But I can’t help but feel anxious about the upcoming week. I worry it’s going to be a repeat of last week. Too much to do, coupled with exhaustion.Read More »Intense Week
My accident was exactly a week ago. Three blocks from home, a woman ran a red light right into my little Toyota Yaris, coming about 4 inches from hitting me (personally).Read More »Overwhelmed
I went and picked up all of the stuff that was in the Yaris. CDs, license plate, faculty hang tag, protest poster. Probably the last time I’ll ever see that car. Perhaps stupid, but I cried.Read More »Moving On
Mostly I like my single life. I like being able to go where I want without having to check in with anyone. I like not having arguments about not doing the dishes or not vacuuming. I like being a hermit when I want to be one.
But there are things about being single that are hard too.Read More »Single in Times of Trauma
Sitting at red light
Advancing forward at green
Lady ran red light
Sitting on sidewalk
Still rolling, hit brakes, stop
I’m ok, mostly
Climb, passenger door
Exit, shaking, shaking, breathe
Walking and talking
A blip on bumper
of SUV, a ding, dent
She thought she had green
Thank you, gratitude
“Could’ve been worse” – Damn, I know
Glad to walk awayRead More »Getting Hit By a Truck