Yesterday started out like any other day with coffee and the paper. I think I even had toast. I left to do a couple of errands. My last one was to buy a few groceries. I started for home. I saw a truck stopping on the road before turning. I didn’t see the car. It hit me. It was most decidedly my fault for not looking. I was shocked by the hit and sat there for a little bit to process. My car was totaled. The police and the fire department came then the EMT’s. It was quite a crowd. The EMT’s insisted I go to the hospital. I declined. Meanwhile, I started taking my uke book and my music stand out of the car. I took my groceries. My neighbor stopped and came over to me. She said she’d pick me up at the hospital. I went into the ambulance. I went to the emergency room.

At the hospital I was examined. The decision was for x-rays and a CT-scan. I was wheeled to both places and back again. It was quick. I sat in my room for a long while. It wasn’t quick. The doctor said there were no broken bones. I was in pain but only when I moved, talked or breathed. 

At home I moved as little as possible. My neighbor sent over dinner. She also sent cinnamon buns. Those I ate. Nala was upset. Her boxer eyes just stared then she licked me. She knew it was not a usual day. 

This morning, my hand is just a little less swollen. I still try not to move because it hurts. I had to cough a bit, and it hurt a lot. 

I should have known something would happen. I just bought two new tires. Yesterday was not a good day!