Today marks one year since the car accident. It's left me with some aches and pains that will probably never go away, and a tendency to flinch whenever I see a car approaching an intersection too fast. I saw a car run a stop sign today, in fact, right in front of me. Why do people do that? Stops signs aren't suggestions.
I think the medical stuff is mostly over with, but this won't be done till the lawyers say it is. And I probably shouldn't say anything else about that.
Which leaves me just with gratitude for my physical recovery and for all the support from my family and friends. And amazement at how difficult it is for me to write about this, even after having a whole year to get used to the idea.
138 words | July 27, 2005 08:39 PM | Miss Trauma