Its been a long three weeks of stuff all over the house and no kitchen. On Sunday the new kitchen was installed and the house cleaned up. I decided to take the garbage and recycling to the dump, down the road, to finish the job. On the way there I was in a car accident with a three quarter ton pickup.
The side of my car crumpled like an aluminum pop can. Apart from a seat belt abrasion and bruise on my pelvis I’m fine. I didn’t go to the dump I ended up talking on the phone to someone at ICBC and crying.
On Monday I got on my bicycle and rode 31.5 Killometres to the airport to pick up my truck. Robert is in Vancouver. On Tuesday I went to work. After about an hour I realized I should have stayed at home. My neck was hurting and my imagination working overtime conjuring up all kinds of horrible scenarios about possible damage the accident could have done to my neck. I realize now it was just stress. At lunch time I went to my doctors office. The nurses told me there was no chance I would be able to see him that day. They told me to go to the walk in clinic, except, the walk in clinic doesn't open until 4 PM. I debated with myself whether to go to emergency at the hospital. In the end I went home and took some headache pills and went to bed.
Today I woke up to sunshine, tonic for my soul. Apart from having to drive the truck, arrrrrrrrrrrgg, I smiled my way through my work day.
Now I’m at home with yes a glass of red wine, sitting in a comfortable chair doing something mindless and fun. Thanks Green Wellies and Penmachine for the inspiration.
2 comments:
Oh, no!!! I'm glad you're okay.
Thanks Heather, I got a free rental car from ICBC, seems my little golf will take a few weeks to get fixed :(
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