So. I'm driving now. How else will I get myself to physical therapy? Or the grocery store? I'm driving slowly. Carefully. Timidly. Like a newbie driver. And avoiding rainy roads at all costs.
Some days are better than others, but overall I'm feeling better and the headache is going away. I'm trying not to complain and press on. They said everything looked good on the CT scan of my head last week. I asked if they saw anything else in there. They said, "no." Ha ha ha.
So Miss SmartyPants (that would be moi) decided to take the bypass to the hardware store yesterday to save time. After all, I'm a big girl. I can handle a 4-lane road for 5 minutes. Right? It wasn't raining. I felt confident. Hopeful. Good! I can do this. Right?
It would have behooved me NOT to switch to the left lane. But I was going to exit left and I had no choice. I hate those steel guardrails in medians. I try to stay away from them. All of a sudden I'm surrounded by cars to the right, in back, in front of me.
Cars! On the bypass. Cars! People driving cars! Who knew???!
Obviously they missed this in Radiology....
Before I could say get-off-this-highway-NOW the button above had been pushed and panic ensued. Left lane...left lane..oh yes...NOW I remember. That's when the tumbling started. I may never drive in the left lane again. Have you ever hyperventilated in a car?
Confession: I used to secretly shake my head when people told me they were having a panic attack. I'd think, "WHyyy? How? Can't you just breathe deeply and control it? What is THAT all about?"
I've had to eat crow.
And carry a paper bag everywhere I go.
I've never had one in my life until now. My mother was here the other day and I had one in the middle of the kitchen for no good reason at all. In the kitchen??! (well...I WAS attempting to cook but that's beside the point) She led me to the table without a word, patted me on my sore head and brought me a cup of coffee. Apparently everyone understands this but me.
The doctor said, "You are traumatized. Take these pills. You're going to need them." Sure. Great. Thank you, kind Doctor. But how am I supposed to take them and drive??!
THAT's when I need 'em.
**You are correct, My Precious Doggie.**
Do you know how this accident has changed my way of being in a car? And for the better.
The very first thing I did when I left the car dealership in my nice shiny new car with zero miles was stop and buy a good Bluetooth. Because no way no how am I going to be distracted by a phone while I'm driving. I used to joke on this blog about putting on makeup, changing shoes while I changed lanes and a host of other no-nos in the car. Text while driving or even parked at a light? Me?
No way. In a split second you can lose control. I don't even want to take my hands off the wheel to change radio stations. Not anymore.
Let's just get this out of the way. Watch this video, my friends. It's a crash course (no pun intended) in hydroplaning and what to do. This is what happened to me. I don't want it to happen to you.
Click the picture below.
or click here
I can't stand to watch so I'll just say goodnight to my precious dog, Homer.
I love you, Homer!!