An update.

I've been behind in blogging this week and I'm finally ready to share why. I was in a car accident last Sunday. Before I continue, know that everyone involved walked away from the accident and both our vehicles were still functioning, just a lot worse for wear. We were all very lucky.

It's hard for me to put exactly how things happened in print, but the fact of the matter is, it really shook me up. I had never been in an accident like this before, and hopefully won't have to experience anything like it again. I think the most interesting part is how I handled it at the time. I was very calm, called 911 after my car finally came to a halt (literally propped up onto a snowbank), and then rifled in my glove compartment for my registration and proof of insurance.

The other driver and I made sure each other was okay. Once the policeman got to the scene, I handed him my drivers license and insurance like he asked for, and started filling out the information he handed us. I had one, maybe two moments where a tear tried to slip out. At this, I took big deep breaths and kept saying "stay calm, stay calm."

I never realized that this is how I react to incredibly stressful situations until a few months ago when my friend Ashley mentioned it. I'm a pretty vibrant, sometimes over-dramatic person day-to-day, so when she said that I don't freak out in crazy situations until they are completely solved, I absolutely did not believe her. Well, she was 100% correct! It took me about 3 hours to come down from the adrenaline, but once I did I was a balling baby who could hardly communicate what happened to anyone else. I had planned on doing many things Sunday night but instead I curled up in bed with my cozy comforter. I went to work Monday morning and they immediately could tell something was wrong and ended up sending me home for the rest of the day.

I went back on Tuesday morning and my coworker said that I had looked like a zombie the day before. She felt like the life had just been sucked out of me and the fact that I didn't smile once was very telling.

I'm getting better, slowly but surely. I've experienced a lot of back and neck pain due to whiplash and the two impacts I was a part of (car to car and then my car to a large, icy snowbank.) I went in for three treatments this week and will be back in for a few more in the coming weeks.

I need to thank my friend Katie and my roommate Joe for being at the scene (and for checking up on me multiple times throughout the day/week!) To everyone else who found out and made sure I was doing okay, I truly, from the bottom of my heart, appreciate it. And for those of you who are just hearing this for the first time, it's honestly because I haven't wanted to repeat what happened more than was necessary for the insurance people. It's still too fresh in my mind and when I talked about it a lot on Sunday and Monday I wasn't able to sleep. It's not because I don't value your friendship/input, it's simply because it's an emotional event that I don't like reliving through storytelling.