I confess...Car accidents suck! I deal with people involved in car accidents on a daily basis and I know how the whole thing progresses (injuries, dealing with insurance companies, etc), but it's totally different when it's YOU.
I confess...I was more concerned about my boys than I was about myself. I'm so very thankful they were unharmed. Thank god for car seats.
I confess...The woman who hit me was driving like a bat out of hell and I have a witness who saw her from *blocks* away weaving in and out of traffic.
I confess...It's nice to know that people still really do care and are willing to stop to see if you need help. I had 3 different people come up to me to check on us and actually offered me their information as witnesses. I take back one mean thing I've said about being disappointed in humanity.
I confess...I'm confused about the whole airbag thing. That woman hit us *hard* and not a single airbag deployed. The EMS said I tripped one of the airbag sensors...and if that's the case, now I'm wondering how bad the accident has to be to actually deploy the airbags. I don't think I want to know.
Damage to the hood, ripped my front bumper in half, crumpled the left front quarter panel, broke the grille. The fire department had to pry the hood open with a crowbar. The hope? It wasn't leaking any fluid so I'm crossing my fingers that the damage is isolated to the body and nothing mechanical.
I confess...I miss my car. It's only been 2 days, but I feel like I'm trapped where ever my hubs drops me off.
I confess...I turned off the comments to my last post because I just didn't want to deal with it all. However, I got some really sweet emails from my "regulars" and I just want to say how much I appreciate the kind words. It's comforting to know I have friends, even though I've never met any of you.
I confess...This is probably the last you'll hear of this accident. I just needed to
I confess...I was super excited that Grey's Anatomy finally came back after the horrific, mentally draining episode at least a month ago. But...it took me til last night to finally watch it because I didn't want to watch another mentally draining episode just yet.
I confess...It was less mentally draining but I don't exactly remember the whole episode. Muscle relaxers have a weird amnesic effect on me. I hope I didn't delete it because I want to watch it again.
OK. I'm done and now I feel better. Confess some stuff with me, will ya? I know I'm not the only one who has stuff to get off her chest!