#grateful and so very #gladtobehere
Thinking about too many things behind me and in front of me, I made a mistake on Wednesday and failed to see the thing that was actually in front of me. Crashing into a stopped truck at 70mph is a pretty harsh, but effective, way to remind yourself to live in the present.
Being told you are likely going to be transported to the level one trauma center because the first hospital isn't equipped to deal with your injuries while what seems like a million doctors and nurses are cutting off your clothes, rapid fire questioning you, and sticking you with an IV, is disconcerting when you got yourself out of the car and can feel all your toes (because feeling all your toes is how you know you don't have a spinal cord injury in the movies...) Hours and SO MANY scans later, and every doctor and nurse is shaking their head and telling you that they don't know how, but you survived the crash with nothing more than cuts and bruises, a crash they were certain you wouldn't walk away from.
God is good, and I walked away. I am shades of purple I never expected to see on a human, and so very sore, but it could have been so much worse.
#thankful for my thick skull, the airbag shoved my head up through the sun roof, but no concussion.
#thankful for my tree trunk legs, I put the brake pedal through the engine wall, but no broken bones.
#thankful that I'm built like a tank, nothing broken or injured beyond bruises.
#thankful for no one else involved, it was for sure a #jesustakethewheel moment.
I am especially grateful for friends who showed up for me. I love you three very much.
PS - If you want to leave an impression on your ER doctor, argue with him about cutting your clothes off in a trauma setting: "don't you know how expensive bras are?!" #blackandblue #attitudeofgratitude #thickthighssavelives #latergram