Okay, so I've obviously not been doing well on my diet. I don't have a great excuse or anything. I just got caught up being busy with work and school. I think I eat more when I get stressed out. (Well, okay, I know I do.)
On a different note, my dad and I were in a car accident yesterday. We were on I-20 outside of Augusta and passed a car in a ditch that must have lost control. Obviously, it had just happened. We were in the midst of a bad storm. We could barely see a few feet in front of us with the rain. I called 911 to report the accident. As soon as I closed my phone, the same thing happened to us. The truck hydroplaned and did a 360 on the interstate before we crashed into a concrete culvert, went over it, and did another half turn in the grass. I don't remember screaming.. But my dad said the only lasting injury he's going to have will be his eardrums from my screams. What can I say? As for my injuries.. I'm basically fine. I have huge bruises on both hips from being tossed around (We may or may not have been airborne for a moment there), and maybe a pulled muscle or two in my neck and back. I hit my head a couple times but amazingly didn't get hurt. I was wearing my sunglasses and when we finally stopped, they were in three pieces. I really liked those sunglasses too. Our luggage that was in the back was all strewn about. My hair dryer took a beating and is in a couple pieces too.
It's kind of true how they say "your life flashes before your eyes". It's not like I had memories of my life or anything. But when I thought we were going to flip over, I was thinking... "Is this how it ends? Will it all be over in a second? Is that what happens to people and they don't even see it coming?" It was surreal. I don't know any other way to describe it.
It is, in fact, strikingly similar to what happened to my sister, Eileen when she got into her accident last year. After I wondered if I was about to die, I thought, "Oh crap, they're going to take us to that hospital in Augusta that they took Eileen to." Now, I have nothing against the good people of Augusta. I'm sure they are pleasant, golf-loving folks. But after being stuck there for days with someone you love in the hospital, you start to resent a place. When your local hangouts become Wal-Mart and the Howard Johnson across the street, it's time to leave. So yes, I suppose it's only fitting that our accident was just outside the city limits. Perhaps I have angered Augusta in my resentment towards it.
We are fortunate that we walked away from the accident with only scrapes and bruises. As we got back on the interstate and began driving towards home again, we saw at least 8 or 9 other cars in the same predicament. My dad wonders if a tornado touched down or something. We were only going about 40 miles in the slow lane when it happened. Who knows? I just hope everyone else we saw is okay.
I feel like I got into a fight with the school bully... and lost. They definitely walked away with my lunch money on this one. I'm just tired and sore. My dad's driving me up to the doctor pretty soon and hopefully they will bestow me with some blessed muscle relaxers. My diet is still a struggle and so are other areas of my life. But we continue on. Anyone know where a girl can get a pair of fabulous sunglasses?
