Car: $3500 + damage. I am obviously dealing with insurance and they are investigating who shall pay, for it shall not be I. The young driver in question was not insured. He did, I think, either panic and hit the accelerator, or try to run for it, but he came back and checked everyone out for injury and then clammed up and never said a word to me after that.
Me: Turns out I have whiplash or its like. Maybe the PT will help everything? If it were a movie of the week this would cure me!
Noah: Is fine. Carseats RULE!
I’m deeply tired and kind of down. I feel a bit smacked around by life, and a few other things. Then I get ashamed for whining. Things are pretty good when your child explains to you how he is a shark, with gills, chasing the smaller fish, and has four rows of teeth.
i so totally understand.