Captain's Log
Sep. 22nd, 2008 09:43 pmWritten at 6:50 PM
Well here I am at the ER. At ten til 4 I was on my way from one job to another and was rear-ended as I slowed down at yield. The ION has suffered some damage to the back bumper and the trunk is a bit wibbly, but the woman's Toyota's front end was all mashed in. There's no doubt that it's totaled. My head got thrown back and now my neck and head feel fairly atrocious. I was only a mile from home so, after the officer did his thing, I went home and got my Aunt Janice to drive me to the ER to be checked out since my head started hurting instantly upon impact. I just got in an exam room, but I'm thinking I still have a long while to wait, considering the volume of unhappy people here. Damn. No one in the other car was injured and, hopefully, my injuries aren't serious. I ruined my hours at the bakery. I just hope I'm not too sore to make it to the dollar store in the morning.
Written at 7:35 PM
The doctor, Dr. Bell, just saw me. He looked like Rene Auberjoinois! After examining me, he doesn't think I have any bone injuries, so I don't have to wait for x-rays. He's sending me home with an anti-inflammatory, a muscle relaxant, and pain meds. He says I can work, too, but I'm supposed to take it easy for at least a week until my body bounces back from the trauma of the impact. Now I just need to get my car checked out to make sure it doesn't fall to pieces underneath my unlucky arse. I can't wait to get home. Check please!
Written now, at 9:35 PM
So I'm home after visiting the drugstore. They had problems with my prescription card. It turns out that MedImpact had my birthdate down as 1 January, 1900. I may feel that old most days, but I'm not 108 years old, and I assured the pharmacist that. After a phone call to the insurance people, I got my 'scripts filled and Janice carried my sorry arse home. I'm now medicated and blogging, because that's what I do. Yeee!
Here are some pics of my bumper. Ain't it purdy?
( rubberbabybuggybumper )
Well here I am at the ER. At ten til 4 I was on my way from one job to another and was rear-ended as I slowed down at yield. The ION has suffered some damage to the back bumper and the trunk is a bit wibbly, but the woman's Toyota's front end was all mashed in. There's no doubt that it's totaled. My head got thrown back and now my neck and head feel fairly atrocious. I was only a mile from home so, after the officer did his thing, I went home and got my Aunt Janice to drive me to the ER to be checked out since my head started hurting instantly upon impact. I just got in an exam room, but I'm thinking I still have a long while to wait, considering the volume of unhappy people here. Damn. No one in the other car was injured and, hopefully, my injuries aren't serious. I ruined my hours at the bakery. I just hope I'm not too sore to make it to the dollar store in the morning.
Written at 7:35 PM
The doctor, Dr. Bell, just saw me. He looked like Rene Auberjoinois! After examining me, he doesn't think I have any bone injuries, so I don't have to wait for x-rays. He's sending me home with an anti-inflammatory, a muscle relaxant, and pain meds. He says I can work, too, but I'm supposed to take it easy for at least a week until my body bounces back from the trauma of the impact. Now I just need to get my car checked out to make sure it doesn't fall to pieces underneath my unlucky arse. I can't wait to get home. Check please!
Written now, at 9:35 PM
So I'm home after visiting the drugstore. They had problems with my prescription card. It turns out that MedImpact had my birthdate down as 1 January, 1900. I may feel that old most days, but I'm not 108 years old, and I assured the pharmacist that. After a phone call to the insurance people, I got my 'scripts filled and Janice carried my sorry arse home. I'm now medicated and blogging, because that's what I do. Yeee!
Here are some pics of my bumper. Ain't it purdy?
( rubberbabybuggybumper )