Musings of a Punk Rock Father

On January 25th, at about quarter to nine in the morning, while driving to work, I was hit by a car that careened out of control.  I was heading south, she was heading north, and she lost control of her car and it veered across the lanes at an intersection and the rear passenger side of her car smashed into the front of my car.

The car was totaled.  And my body felt totaled as well.

I went to the ER right after the accident, and was already feeling extremely sore.  It took a couple hours, because I was standing out in the cold waiting for the police.  It took a while, because two villages were arguing, while I was talking to the 911 dispatcher, over who was responsible for the intersection I was in.  Once the numbness from teh cold wore off, I started to feel it.

In the ER, I was x-rayed, given some Advil, and had a chance to chat with the lead singer of the Bollweevils, who is apparently a doctor at that hospital.   I couldn't work Monday or Tuesday.  I went back to workon Wednesday, although my movement was limited due to the neck and back pain.

Three days later, I was in excrutiating pain.  I decided to go to see a doctor, and was prescribed a painkiller and muscle relaxant.  Finally, the pain was dulled enough that I could work.  Pain was still present, but dulled.  I went to a chiropractor the following Monday for a consultation.  They took another set of x-rays, and scheduled a follow-up.  Unfortunately, I came down with a nasty cold, and wasn't able to make my appointment.

It still hurts, and I am hoping that my cold has diminished enough that I can go back to the chiropractor.  I am hoping something can be done to eliminate the pain I am still feeling.  It flares up from time to time, but is always present at least a little bit.  I just need to keep in mind how blessed I am that it wasn't worse.