Once upon a time (oh, about 14 years ago), in a land far, far away (Arkansas), a lovely young woman was driving home from work. Because she was driving home to her handsome Prince Charming, naturally, she was doing all that driving off into the sunset. Which isn’t anywhere near as glamorous as it sounds, since anyone who has ever driving into the sunset knows, that sun is bright, below the visor, and you generally can’t see a darn thing on the the road (is there really even a road out there?) ahead of you.
Anyway, as she came to the road upon which her “castle” (read one-bedroom duplex, right next door to a crazy lady and her sixteen cats), she stopped to make the turn, waiting for traffic to pass and rolling down the carriage window in an effort to see something, anything out ahead of her (like more oncoming traffic headed for her at 40 mph and completely obscured by the brilliance of that blasted sun). When suddenly, the cacophony of screeching brakes behind her alerted her to the fact that she was about to be in an accident.
Flooring the gas pedal in a frantic effort to avoid the unavoidable, our lucky young heroine was fortunate enough to turn what could have been a really bad accident into a minor fender bender. Unfortunately, she also landed herself a really, really bad case of whiplash.
Now, flash forward 14 years….still married to Prince Charming, but no longer in Arkansas (or that duplex, thank the Maker), and the effects of that minor accident are still being felt. After spending that last week in so much pain that I couldn’t move, sleep, lie down, stand up, sit, work at the computer, work at cross stitch, wash dishes, do laundry, anything at all, I finally broke down and called the doctor. My appointment was this morning, and ended in my receiving a fistful of prescriptions, a bunch of x-rays, and enough painkillers that I finally got to sleep for about four hours, which is more than I’ve been able to do since last Friday.
I won’t know the results of the x-rays until next month. Hopefully, he’ll find something wrong with me that can be fixed.