hammiemam’s BodyBlog

I had a pretty rough one this weekend.  Friday I headed to the dog park with my new boy Benson.  I looked down at my phone, tried to push Benson toward the back seat and looked up to see a stopped car in front of me.  I hit the car, totalled mine.  I felt okay after the wreck, though I felt like a dumb a$$ for not paying attention like I should.  My arm swelled up immediately.  Benson was fine, and the old couple I hit (yeah, had to be a sweet little old couple) were fine also.  I went to bed that night with a huge feeling of defeat, not having a car, not really knowing what to do.  THe public transportation system isn’t too bad, but I would have to never close because they don’t run to my work after seven.  I couldn’t ride my bike because it was stolen earlier this summer, and I still haven’t replaced it.  Saturday morning I woke up, and could barely move.  I went to the doctor and she said I shouldn’t lift for at least two weeks.  THankfully she didn’t send me home with that stylish little necklace (ie neckbrace).  On a lighter note, my car was pretty bad off anyway, and my stepdad found a really great deal on a barely used car by another little old lady.  I will take possession of it pretty soon.  It is a lot better car than my now destroyed one was. 

I am very thankful no one was seriously hurt, but it is pretty tough to deal with this in addition to dealing with some other pretty big stressors.  I still worked every day this weekend, and finals are this week, so I have been working on school projects also.

I have another appointment with my doctor on friday and hopefully this time I will be cleared to lift again sooner than next friday, but I don’t want to do anything to hurt myself further…  I would almost think tht some lifting would be good for me.

Well, think good thoughts for me guys, I need it!