oh dear… ow

so. yesterday was fun. i was all sick and lowly, and decided to go run up to work and grab some chips.

and today is the parade and fireworks, so people could start leaving chairs and stuff for it. so appleton ave was PACKED with people and cops. so i didnt really feel like dealing with it on the way out.

now i wish i had.

i took the back neighborhood. and got hit by a car.

and thrown into a ditch.

i mean, it sounds cliche and stuff BUT it was really all a blur.

so i was driving <<<<<———<<<<<<<<<< that way, and there was a car that stopped from going  v
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but this lady WENT AROUND HER and rammed me in the front passenger side, so i went diagonal into the ditch. my driver side hit a pole that was there and got scraped up and a dent right where the front door opens and i couldnt get my door open all the way to get out.

i was practically hysterical then. i barely hurt or anything at the time, except for my arm which got scratched by the air bag. but once my mom got there it was decided id run to the hospital and get checked out quick. nothing broken (of course) but my knee is really badly bruised and banged up. i can barely walk. i wouldnt even be writing right now if i could have gotten up enough to go to work.

now not only does my knee hurt (like a B*TCH, might i add) but my arms, my neck, my back…

and i know my back is mainly from the horrid sleeping position last night because trying to sleep with a knee you cant touch or straighten or not having laying down? yeah. not so easy. and now im lounging on the couch, luckily with my laptop. otherwise id be even more bored.

when i called work this morning they were all "omg i heard you were in an accident!" (cuz after i called mom and roni and they got there they called and got carrie outta work so she could go get chris outta bed since we couldnt reach him) and then they were like "well of all the ways to get outta working this weekend…" i mean. really. its the fourth of july. chris’ first one off since the first summer we were together. and were going to go to gtown for the fireworks… i mean, i was excited! but now… im just sore and tired. kinda wanna cry.

not that i didnt do TONS of that yesterday. and then walking away and watching my car sitting in that ditch and them ttrying to pull it out? yeah. balled some more. then after it started puffing up and i was sitting in the ER room and i had to go to the bathroom and i had to walk and almost collapsed… let me just say… ive cried a LOT in the past 2 days.

and my throat hurts, like its all scratchy. im sure this is also from the screaming (dont really remember it but i know i screamed as i flew into that ditch) and probably from the fact that my necks all achy.

but ugh… i just… wish this hadnt happened. why hadnt i just stayed home???? i was feeling sick already and i got in the car and wanted to throw up and was all "ugh i shouldnt go i dont need to…" but i DID.

blarg. i wanna curl into a ball. but i cant. cuz it hurts to much. so im just gonna stare at the cieling and wish it was yesterday and i had never gotten outta bed.

okay… vegetables on my leg are melting. think i need to go hope the ice is finally frozen.

laterz