I ate so many black-eyed peas.
Sooooooo many black-eyed peas.
It was very easy to do so. I’m not the B’klyn<3 of yester-years, that much is certain. Those foods I used to eschew as a child (fruits, vegetables, whole grains, anything not
a pizza) are ones I adore over the past 10 years (in full force now with the veganist lifestyle).
In 2012, I started with new hope and new direction. Despite not having New Year’s Resolutions per se (when they come, they come and start immediately), I did feel the extra rush of a blank slate to start new and fresh. I’ve felt calmer, more relaxed than I have in a very long time. At the same time, I was excited about pursuing some new direction in my life, thinking about possibilities for the future.
A scant 4 days into the new year, this all came crashing to a halt – quite literally. An early morning drive on a clear, bright sunny day (which was producing quite a bit of sun glare) resulted in a crash into my car being rear-ended and me going to the emergency room via ambulance, a confused, hurt and quite blubbering mess.
Before we hit panic buttons, let me assure you that I am fine, as was the driver of the other vehicle. After transport, I was seen after, given brief physical tests and scans. I had a “goose egg” on my head, but was given a couple of prescriptions for pain and muscle relaxant and sent home some hours later.
I didn’t take the prescriptions at first, thinking they were not exactly needed, but some advice from others coupled with delayed muscle reaction a few days later showed me that I did. They do help, but make me more air-headed than I naturally tend to be.
I’m very nearly recovered now, as the muscles relax and the pain diminishes. The funny thing (if there can be funny in auto accidents) is that I found myself focusing on many positive things versus the very negativity of the situation.
- My husband (The Husband) was there for me immediately, helping me make sense of things where nothing made sense. I think I was crying when I gave him the worse directions in the world as to where the accident happened, but he was there quickly. I was grateful for his love and support, as well as him being the sensible one to help me communicate with the police, ambulance, etc.
- Three out of four hospital workers that visited me in the room gave me a blanket. I still had on my coat, but must have been shivering like a chihuahua. One went so far as to remove the previously fetched blankets, place a “fresh from the oven” blanket over me, and then replace the removed blankets. I am grateful for those who help keep me warm.
- The other driver was alive. A lot of my freak out and panic came from seeing the other driver’s car magically next to mine (after calls to 911 and The Husband). All I could see from my vantage point was a very crushed front-end, airbags, and legs, but no movement. Fortunately, Good Samaritans were also able to interpret my useless babble and let me know the other driver was also calling emergency services. I’m grateful others stopped to help and tend.
- I am alive! Certainly it was not a minor accident, but thankfully it wasn’t also a major one. A change in any of the conditions could have made the pendulum swing one way or the other, but the fact of the matter is, for bumps on the head or stiffness in the neck or pain in the shoulders, I am truly and ever grateful that God [or your choice of deity, karma, or random chance here] was watching over us that day and that ultimately, everyone was okay.
So here I am, blogging again about my vegan foods, my wild banana consumption, my crazy and oft-times lazy running training, my always being cold (now colder than ever since I lost all that weight) and about life in general. A life I get to continue to live, and a life that I continue to love. Big plans ahead, and it’s well past time to pursue my dreams and live my life to the fullest!
I think the ® of I Hate Everything can go ahead and take a hike now.
Happy, blessed and safe new year to all!