The Nobby version (since he doesn't read long posts):
I'm okay, back to dancing, just not at the computer much anymore and thrilled to not be chained to it. Was VERY sore for a while, got 20 stitches, had to stay in bed a good while and got REAL bored! Then had WAY too much catch up work to do.
My sister went in the hospital through the ER on a Sunday, that Friday Mom went into the ER. Then on Tuesday, 9 days after my sister goes in, this happens!
I was coming up off an exit ramp in John Steed (as in my RAV4), since it was a messy day. I get near the intersection and suddenly see a full sized Dodge RAM heading toward me with NO time to react and BAM! I'm spinning around and -- I swear this is true, I have only TWO thoughts at the same time, the first, "G-- d--- it! This better not fuck up ballroom dancing!" and the other was, "Thank God it's not Mrs. Peel!"
The guy that hit me is actually a pretty decent guy who was sure he had the green -- don't know why, but I believe him. He basically t-boned me and two witnesses, one in my lane, one in the lane beside him, backed me up. It was near my sister's and a neighbor of hers is an EMT at another rescue squad, was there, and immediately got in the car to hold my head in place. Then they got the c-collar on me and had to wait for an extra fire engine to come so they could cut me out of the car, then extricate me and put me on the backboard -- not a fun experience and the 2nd time I've had to go through it.
No bone damage, just a LOT of sore muscles, as Dave pointed out. My left arm got 12 stitches along the elbow and they had to locate all the glass particles in it, which is NOT fun. It was cut up all over, from a few inches below the shoulder to my elbow and they brushed over it with gauze, repeatedly, noting where I said, "Ouch!" so they could find the glass and pull it out. That led to 8 other stitches.
I was on meds for a few days (some of you may know for various spiritual reasons, I usually shun meds!) and the big problem was once I went back to dancing and doing things, a few days later I collapsed from exhaustion. It's taken me a LONG time to get over that. Mostly because I'd be stuck in bed or on the sofa watching James Bond movies for a day or two, then I'd start feeling like I just couldn't take it and it was always late evening I'd feel energetic and just HAVE to do something, so I did some house re-arranging I had to do, which would wipe me out for a few more days. (Yeah, I know, predictable, should have known, but after a few days of NOTHING, when you feel a little better, you just gotta do something to feel useful!) And overcompensating for my neck caused some lower back issues that are almost gone now.
I'm up and today these past few days I'm finally feeling like me and have the energy to do the things I do.
There's also been a lot of changes here, so I can start my new business and back off on my old and a shitload of extra work because with all these illnesses, I've had to take over all the family legal and financial paper work. I have not had much time to be at the computer to even check and see if Nobby's behaving (I see something about Playboy covers somewhere, so I'll have to check on that).
Also, all jokes aside, now I'm spending time catching up on training for ballroom dance competitions (we're doing a cool James Bond number now) and after spending 8 years busting my tail almost 24/7 in an IT business, realized I'd rather enjoy life, so I'm focusing on my writing and dancing and what I enjoy -- NOT on programming. So I'm not at the computer nearly as much. (Writing involves a lot of "profound silences" and not much actual typing until I know what I'm going to write.)