2 posts tagged “pain”
I just drove home in my car. My car. I am almost $700 in the hole (because my insurance company are assholes and NJ has the most dumbass insurance laws) but I have my car. My lease is up June 6th and, as a result of this crash which was no fault of my own, I now cannot afford to return it ($450 "disposition fee") and lease a new car, so I might be releasing it. I must first consult with my financial consultant and my automobile consultant (also known at my sister and her husband, respectively). I adore the features in this car (radio and CD controls on the steering wheel should be a requirement) and I was actually looking at leasing the same car in a sedan model (current car - so pretty).
I am still in pain. I still dream of sending a box of cat poo to the claims adjuster. I still plan to change can insurance as soon as I decide on a new car or renew my lease. I drove home like a nervous old woman. But I have my car back.
In the meantime, I am attempting to knit, but it takes forever because I can't knit while I am flat on my back due to pain.
I took time off work last Mon-Tues-Wed. The state inspector was supposed to be coming one of those days and I wanted to be there because (a) I don't want someone wandering around while I am not there poking into who knows what and (b) the cats are escape artists. I decided to use the time spring cleaning. The inspector came on Tuesday. On Wed, not having to be concerned about anyone showing up, I decided to take a drive over to the mall and looked at/try on/purchase some spring clothing for work.
Bad idea. Very bad idea. Innocently driving along am I, going about 35 miles per hour in a 40 mile zone through an intersection, and my perfect car gets beamed by a left-turning-fast-going guy who did not yield right of way. There was much freaking out and crying and shaking and hyperventilating on my part. My main concern was that my car lease is up in two months and I had managed to keep my car is near-perfect condition for three years.
I felt mostly ok psycially at the time. Mostly. Didn't want to go to the hospital. Would have just meant waiting around for ten hours before someone acknowleged my existence. I work at that hospital; I know how it works. I started hurting on Friday and made an appt with my doctor (it's April 10th). Spent most of the weekend flat on my back. (That's not as dirty as it sounds.) After sitting at my desk at work all day today, it's really killing me. Needless to say, I haven't been doing much that cannot be done while lying on the sofa. No knitting. Spring cleaning on hold. The cats are enjoying it, though. They have me in one place all the time for constant snuggling.
And because she is so beautiful, here is bossy!kitty:
