I’ve spoken to the insurance agent and found out I’ve got $5,000 USD of medical coverage, which is a bit of good news. I’ve also passed on all the relevant information about the other woman’s insurance to my insurance agency, so the two of them can fight it out between themselves. Still, for obvious reasons, I’d prefer not to say anything more about the details of the accident.
As for my neck, the hot bath helped, as did putting a hot pack on it. I’ve had a crick in my neck for the past two days, so I’m going to let it go over night. I’ve got a job interview tomorrow morning not far from my insurance agent’s office, so if it’s still bad then, I’ll drive over and talk to him about how to go about getting it covered, since I don’t have health insurance right now. Among other things, one of my set reactions to stress is a neck ache, and it was certainly a stressful afternoon. I did say something about my sore neck to the police officers at the scene, so it should be on record.
The tow truck drivers told me there are 10-14 accidents per week at the corner where I had mine, and there was a good place to get out of the way and exchange information. Neither of us received any kind of ticket or fine, and sorry, Steelerphan, I didn’t see any television stations around, so I’m afraid I’ll still have to leave you in suspense about what I look like.
It was funny. While I was driving home, I was waiting to make a left turn and someone honked, possibly because I wasn’t turning when they thought I should, and I thought, “Boy, have you got the wrong day, buddy!”
I’m still pretty shaky emotionally, even though I called a very dear friend. One proof the therapy’s been working is I’m taking this a lot better than I would have a year or two ago. Still, tonight I’m being good to myself. No GD, no BBQ Pit, and no unnecessary sources of stress. I’m going to sit in my rocking chair with my knitting (cross stitch will make my neck hurt more), and relax. I also plan on having a cup of hot chocolate made with real milk. I’ve got my favorite warm fuzzy slippers on, and a nice comfy sweater that will let me put hot packs on my neck. I’ve even got an adequate supply of books on hand, although I was going to stop by the library on my way back from this trip. I can do that tomorrow.
Yes, I promise if my neck still hurts tomorrow, I’ll go and see a chiropractor/AK practioner who comes highly recommended by a couple of good friends. She’s also only a few miles from where I live.
Thanks for letting me ramble. All of a sudden bodypoet’s Comfort Party sounds like a better idea than ever.
CJ
