Category: Health

We got rear-ended this morning.

I picked Ricci up at her house (a little late since Mary had called and asked me to find a bottle of pills for her that Norma C. needed) and she quizzed me on our study guide since we’d be having our final today. Mayra called us and said she’d seen us leaving Ricci’s street. She was going to stop by Whataburger because she was craving a biscuit, so she’d see us at school.

When we get to the 10th street exit, Ricci asked me, “What does Partitioning mean?”, when the world around us seemed to start whizzing by. I see a red F150 getting closer and closer so I started to brake. I braked so hard I smelled rubber burning. I was seriously about an inch away from the truck’s bumper. Another red truck came out of nowhere and went straight across nearly hitting the concrete barrier. Then I see the white truck and white car that had crashed. Ricci and I looked at eachother, eyes bulging out, breathed a sigh of relief and BAM! We got hit.

I groan and fear the worst. The impact was so hard I was certain my bumper was on the road or totally smashed in. I get around the car and the woman who hit me says, “I’m so sorry, Miss. I tried braking, I really did, but everyone stopped so fast…”

I assess the damage: 3 scratches, that’s it. We already had another 3 scratches about an inch away, so I thought we’d leave it at that. Why make a report for just three scratches? After all, a few days after we’d first gotten the Sentra a guy rear-ended us (Mary was driving) and nothing happened to the bumper so Mary didn’t file a report.

The lady asks if I’m sure we’re okay, and I feel fine so I say yes. We get into our cars. I whisper to Ricci, as if the lady can hear us, “Get her license plate number; just in case.”

I couldn’t stop shaking. Ricci was having a hard time breathing because she was that scared. My foot wouldn’t stop bobbing up and down on the gas pedal. It was the weirdest feeling. All of a sudden I felt this warm, achy sensation wash over my back and then the throbbing started. I ask Ricci how she feels and she says her back hurts. I reply, “Mine too.”

A few feet later we see another car accident. And then another; there was glass everywhere. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Mayra calls us and asks if we’re okay, if we’re stuck in traffic. I say yes, that we’d just been hit. We decide to hang up since traffic’s moving at a snail’s pace and our exit to school was nearing.

When we’re at school, we tell the teacher about why we’re late (20 minutes), and relay the details to Mayra when she gets there. She said, “Everything happens for a reason. I never go to Whataburger. Imagine if I hadn’t?”

If she hadn’t, she would have been in the midst of the accidents, maybe even gotten hit much worse that we did. As she says this, I think about how I was later than usual picking Ricci up since I had to look for the pills. I tell them about this and about how much worse the accident could have been and Mayra says, “It just wasn’t our time.”

How right she is.

It may be corny that I got all worked up and started thinking about how lucky I am to be alive, but it’s just a fact that we were indeed lucky. Had we left at the regular time it could have been us in the horrible accidents. Us with glass shattered all over the road.

I’ve felt terrible all day. A Tylenol and 2 Asprins later and NOTHING. I feel worse than I did this morning. I stopped with Mario to see him really quick and leave him some nachos I’d bought him after school and then went to drop the pills off with Mary. She checked the car and said it looked fine, but if I still felt bad tomorrow I should call the police and give them the lady’s license to get ahold of her. I feel bad about this, as the lady would have probably willingly filed a report if I’d asked to. I’m so dumb .

On a brighter note, I probably aced my final and I have 5 extra points so that’s pretty cool. We played a game yesterday in class and I was appointed captain of one of the teams, so I got to choose who was in my team. I picked Lucy first (who isn’t really talking to me again. I don’t know why .) and then Joey, the other captain, picked Ricci. The look on her face. She half-jokingly called me a traitor all day . My team ended up winning (like, duh ) so we got the 5 bonus points for our final. She kept saying things like, “I have to study extra hard because I don’t have 5 extra points!” She will never let me live it down.

I’m going to bed, I guess. My back is throbbing. It hurts where I got the epidural with Jaylen. I hope I can sleep well. Our bed is so soft it kind of caves in in the middle. I feel sore even when I’m not getting into car accidents–I can imagine how I’m going to feel now. One thing’s for sure though: I’m NOT missing Harry Potter!

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After getting my computer fixed my internet died for 2 days so I never got a chance to update. My cold only lasted 3 days–shortest cold I’ve ever had, ever. I felt absolutely horrible on Monday but went to school anyway just in case Mrs. C-R decided to surprise us with our exam on that day. All we did was spend the day studying. I studied that night, then at breakfast and then for an hour before our exam. Needless to say, I aced the biatch with a 100. *pops collar* We got to leave at 9:30–earliest we’ve ever left!

Wednesday we started our new course: Power Point. Mrs. C-R gave us a brief overview, showed us the do’s and don’t’s of presenting and tossed us in front of a presentation and we had to present it to the class–just like that. I did alright.

That same day we were put into groups for a group presentation. I was grouped with Romeo and Miguel and our presentation was based on weather and natural disasters. I researched and made the slides for Global Warming and Earthquakes.

I picked Mom up from the SS office on Wednesday after school. Good news: they’re going to help her! Someone is finally going to help my mother and I couldn’t be happier . I’m praying and crossing my fingers that things work out.

Mario got home early that night (for once!) and we started watching the first season of Desperate Housewives. Since we watched the show and then, uh, rendevouzed in the shower (it was the only place we could be alone!) I didn’t get to bed till almost 12. At 1 a.m., I woke up with the worst stomach cramps and then got the chills. I couldn’t sleep. It was the strangest–I felt fine the next day, but all night I was thinking, “Please don’t let me be sick. I have my presentation tomorrow and I’d hate to disappoint my group.” I felt really tired when I woke up that morning and even debated staying home, but I made myself go.

On Thursday, we finished up our slides and went first. We did pretty darn good. I didn’t even get nervous .

I had an appointment to donate blood after school, and Ricci was going to donate too, so we grabbed a quick lunch at Taco Bell and went to the United Blood Services office. My iron was really good, so the nurse kept trying to convince me to get the Plasma/Red Blood Cell thing done, so I did. It took forever. I did really good even though the needle hurt my arm like crazy, but when I was done I started feeling really light headed and sleepy. The nurse asked me to keep my eyes open just in case I passed out. Ricci had to stop half-way through hers–she was definitely passing out.’

We didn’t get out till 2:20 and Mary had asked me to stuff the turkey we were having for Tommy’s birthday dinner. I was also freaking out since I had to rush to drop Ricci off and then get in line to wait for Eenan at school (it takes 30 minutes to get here and I have to be in line for Eenan at 2:45). I made it a little late to pick Eenan up and called Mary to let her know I wasn’t going to be able to put the turkey in till at least 3:30.

The turkey cooked with enough time, thank goodness, and dinner was awesome. It was like an early Thanksgiving ! Mario didn’t make it, of course.

Speaking of, it’s becoming really hard for me to keep from either moping around or being pissed off about Mario never being home. Before, I knew it was because he *had* to work and was doing everything to provide for us, but lately I know he’s been getting out of work earlier and he just doesn’t bother coming home. He’s too busy with his friends . I’m just…getting sick of it, I guess.

Today, for example, he had the day off. We started on our individual presentations at school (I’m making mine on Care Bears–I really want to change my idea, but the girls convinced me to keep it). I didn’t get to finish so I was going to take my computer in to get Microsoft Office re-installed on my computer (since it got wiped out with everything else…my pictures… *clutches heart*). I didn’t want to go on my own, so I asked him to go with me when he called me after school. He couldn’t because don’t you see he had to take Magda to bail Jorge out of jail (long story). I know I shouldn’t be that way, but my God, wasn’t there anyone ELSE who could take her?? It’s almost 4:30 and he’s STILL there…waiting. And, knowing him, when they finally let Jorge out he’s going to go straight to their house and stay there till 2am.

I was going to make myself feel better by watching Desperate Housewives (ha, the irony), but lo-and-behold, my DVD is scratched or something because it doesn’t want to go passed the 3rd episode on disk 1. Grr.

I found Mary’s copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, so I think I’ll go drown my sorrows on the couch with my face in the book. Yeah, that sounds good.

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I spent the whole day yesterday either thrown on the couch or on my bed in a pathetic, boogery heap. I rested as much as I could, drank orange juice and water, and read Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix–when I was conscious of course. John, who’s not much of a reader (and he, himself admits it happily), was in utter shock that I read 250 pages in one day. I could have read more but my eyes kept rolling into the back of my head involuntarily. I felt horrible–the body aches, the runny nose…I just hope I’m better by Tuesday (my final!).

I woke up feeling a tad bit better today. My nose isn’t running and my throat doesn’t hurt (as much), but my ears are stuffed and I’m REALLY dizzy. I didn’t do any chores around the house yesterday (except for making breakfast) and I felt really energized this morning so I ironed Mario’s work clothes, made pancakes and washed the dishes we used during breakfast (John woke up at 4:30 am so he washed last night’s dishes and threw the trash out). Needless to say, by the time I was done, the room would not stop spinning. I still feel kind of dizzy now, but I’m trying not to walk around too much. I still have to do laundry though, and study! I just hope I can stay awake long enough to.

I really hope I feel better by tomorrow . I hate driving when I feel like this.

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