I was slowly heading toward the little SUV in front of me and I knew that I couldn't avoid it. I was braking but my brakes felt useless against the death wagon I drive. Apparently it takes more time to stop a mini-van than it does to stop a little car. Who knew, right?
We collided. The car in front pushed into the car in front of him and I found myself in serious trouble. My seatbelt didn't lock and I was thrown forward. I smashed my head against the steering wheel then the momentum drove my head back to the headrest. My knees slid forward and hit the dash. I did real damage to my body.
Luckily, I don't have anything truly seriously wrong with me. There aren't any brain bleeds or broken bones. Sadly though, I have these chronic pain problems that keep me up and make it so that I have a hard time functioning. The hit on the steering wheel caused a concussion. I now have short term memory loss. I can't remember things told to me minutes after we discussed them. It's frustrating as I have to carry a planner and cell phone just to remind myself where I have to be and who I'm supposed to meet. Oh, and don't get me started on the physical pain. The whiplash hurts so bad that that I can't sleep at night and holding a squirming baby is pure torture. I've been here before. I know it can last for months but I don't remember it hurting THIS bad.
Two days ago, I dropped a toy on my foot trying to clean the toy room. It's now all bruised. I can honestly say that I hurt from my head to the bottom of my toes.
Man, this is a depressing post. Some days are like that though, right? Especially at 4 in the morning when sleep eludes you because pain is just too much to bear anymore.