Yesterday, I was hit 4 times in a pileup car accident. 2-3 of the many cars involved fled the scene and failed to render aid. 1 besides myself stayed. I was stopped at a stop sign and suddenly WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!
I’m ok and have some back injuries and shock and a neckbrace.
Instead of feeling sorry for myself, I’m glad for many things:
That no one was life-threateningly injured
That at least 1 car obeyed the law and provided insurance information
That my husband came to take me to Urgent care and pharmacy afterward
That I don’t have to worry about missing work and have time to rest
That I have friends and family who care
Now, if I could just find a way to get some cookie dough without calories…