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Ok, I promised this and I'm feeling better now so I'll explain.
Me, Justin Nixon and Matt Maisel were going up 26 towards 97 when the tire blew out and we went up over the curb and slammed into a tree so hard we knocked it down, and then we rolled down into a metal drainage ditch going about 50-55 mph.
I got hurt the worst... because I didn't have an air bag and everything happened on my side of the car. Justin hurt his shoulder a little bit and Matt is ok. Also, because I am so small I was just thrown back and forth between the dashboard and my seat. Like a pinball. I blacked out and lost consciousness a lot. So, they rushed me to shock trauma. The car is totaled.
My mom said I called her and told her we got into an accident, she said I sounded really calm, but also very confused. Everything she asked me, she said I responded with "I don't know."
Andrew said I called him, too. And asked if I was supposed to come to their house, I couldn't remember. He said I told him we got into a car accident and I hit my head. And that my nose was bleeding. He also told me I should go to the hospital.
I don't remember anything.
And I was in so much shock that I got angry at the paramedics for cutting off my clothes. I didn't know I was hurt.
I have whiplash, so my neck and my ear kind of hurt. But I've got 800 mg painkillers for it.
I have giant knots and brusies on my nose and forehead. That only hurts when it gets touched. Again, the medicine takes care of that.
I had to get 5 stitches above my eye.
I have cuts and bruises all over my chest and stomach from the seatbelt.
I look like hell.
But I'm ok, and that's what matters. I'm lucky to be alive. And I'm glad that Justin and Matt aren't hurt, either.
Now I just hope that when our insurance companies start fighting it doesn't ruin our friendships.
Well guys, that's what happened.
Tomorrow is halloween and I don't fucking care, I'm going to do something if I don't feel like death.
I'm getting my stitches out monday and if all goes well with my medication and ice packs the swelling in my face should go down.
My glasses are broken- they won't sit on my face correctly.
They cut up my new fucking jeans that Amanda bought me for my birthday :(
Oh. And I don't know what happened to my bowl. I don't know if it was confiscated, if it broke, or if Matt or Justin grabbed it and hid it.
Jasons broke yesterday, too. So now we are bowl-less.
Anyway. You all enjoy your saturday.
Call me if you feel like stopping by just to say hi or something. But don't laugh at my face. I'll cry.
Me, Justin Nixon and Matt Maisel were going up 26 towards 97 when the tire blew out and we went up over the curb and slammed into a tree so hard we knocked it down, and then we rolled down into a metal drainage ditch going about 50-55 mph.
I got hurt the worst... because I didn't have an air bag and everything happened on my side of the car. Justin hurt his shoulder a little bit and Matt is ok. Also, because I am so small I was just thrown back and forth between the dashboard and my seat. Like a pinball. I blacked out and lost consciousness a lot. So, they rushed me to shock trauma. The car is totaled.
My mom said I called her and told her we got into an accident, she said I sounded really calm, but also very confused. Everything she asked me, she said I responded with "I don't know."
Andrew said I called him, too. And asked if I was supposed to come to their house, I couldn't remember. He said I told him we got into a car accident and I hit my head. And that my nose was bleeding. He also told me I should go to the hospital.
I don't remember anything.
And I was in so much shock that I got angry at the paramedics for cutting off my clothes. I didn't know I was hurt.
I have whiplash, so my neck and my ear kind of hurt. But I've got 800 mg painkillers for it.
I have giant knots and brusies on my nose and forehead. That only hurts when it gets touched. Again, the medicine takes care of that.
I had to get 5 stitches above my eye.
I have cuts and bruises all over my chest and stomach from the seatbelt.
I look like hell.
But I'm ok, and that's what matters. I'm lucky to be alive. And I'm glad that Justin and Matt aren't hurt, either.
Now I just hope that when our insurance companies start fighting it doesn't ruin our friendships.
Well guys, that's what happened.
Tomorrow is halloween and I don't fucking care, I'm going to do something if I don't feel like death.
I'm getting my stitches out monday and if all goes well with my medication and ice packs the swelling in my face should go down.
My glasses are broken- they won't sit on my face correctly.
They cut up my new fucking jeans that Amanda bought me for my birthday :(
Oh. And I don't know what happened to my bowl. I don't know if it was confiscated, if it broke, or if Matt or Justin grabbed it and hid it.
Jasons broke yesterday, too. So now we are bowl-less.
Anyway. You all enjoy your saturday.
Call me if you feel like stopping by just to say hi or something. But don't laugh at my face. I'll cry.