Shopping

It is very interesting to go shopping in Jonesboro during the Christmas season. There were sooooo many accidents. And unbelievably, someone called in a bomb threat at Wal-Mart on Highland.

Larz was gone today which was ok. It was kinda like he was at work. I missed him, but not like he was gone out of town.

Kim brought the girls and her niece and nephew over today, because Kerry got out of jail and acted a fool at her house. It is ridiculous how stupid grown people will act. She has dealt with him for the last nine years and it is time to move on. I just hope that she sticks with it! I just pray and pray and pray that she will not let him back. Bobby is 20 time better than Kerry in pretty much every way that I can see. sigh.

Ok, I have been up too long and need to go to sleep.

sigh another complication from the accident

Ok. So another complication from the accident is my hair! I wonder if I can get some monetary compensation from the hair so that I can go to the hairdresser since I can't lift my arms above my head long enough to do my own hair. It is sooooooooo annoying. I could wash it, but I can't blow dry it or twist it. Sigh.

And this is not from the accident, but is annoying. I have to have an evaluation for the sleep study in the middle of the day! On my third day in the field. I don't know how that is going to go over. sigh. I still feel like I should blame that on my accident. I won't but I feel like I should lol.

Still not ready for Christmas

Ok! Now is not the time to panic, but I am not done shopping for Christmas. It's a piteous fact, because the children didn't ask for much and I have little money! So it should be done. Now the stores are full of people. The blessed little dear terrors are out of school and in the malls and I have to venture out with them all. Sigh. What was I thinking?

accident

I was in a car accident today. I yelled at the driver who caused the accident. She was really hysterical and I think I caught a little bit of it. At first I told her, it's ok. Then I was like "Shut the hell up and look at what you did to my car!?!!?" "LOOK AT MY CAR!" I feel a little bad now, because she was young and incredibly stupid apparently. . . apparently. But look at my car! Shit.

The ambulance ride was torture. The EMT was funny, but laughing hurt me. I think they decided I wasn't seriously hurt and that I was just taking a gratuiitous ride to the hospital for no reason. I really feel like that. They were super nice and very interesting, but I feel like everyone thinks I wasn't that hurt. I have so learned how to put my pain in the back that I will never show how hurt I am. I mean never. I feel like that is a weakness that I don't need. I could have wailed and cried and screamed, but what good would it have done. Better to block it all out and move on. Block it out and move on.

And now I am sitting here hurt. I have to write a letter to St. Bernard's because I think that they are determined to kill me once again. I go to the hospital and my blood sugar is 300+ and I have an awful headache and I feel nauseous. They don't treat any of that. I am going to write several letters until I get some sort of satisfactory response and I might even contact a lawyer. I mean what I went through was ridiculous and dangerous! I don't know what I want to happen, but I really think that this needs to be addressed.