Thursday's Children 6/20/13

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I'm having a tough time finding inspiration ... it's been a bad week.

It all started last Friday afternoon when I went to Wal-mart to pick up a Father's Day present for my husband, and some things for a beach getaway with extended family. 

I left the store with $300 worth of stuff in my grocery cart. Then stopped just outside the main entrance to give a dollar to some kids raising money for some athletic group.

It was a beautiful sunny afternoon --about 5:30. We hadn't had a day like this in a while. Besides some fibromyalgia pain, I was feeling pretty good. The parking lot wasn't crazy. I'd remembered where I had parked the car, because it was one of the first parking spaces. Score!

Then ... I got hit by a pickup truck.

That sucks. A LOT.

I heard him hit the gas and saw him cut the corner. Unfortunately, I also saw that he was looking the other way, trying to beat another car coming from a different direction. With split seconds to think, and only a matter of feet until impact, it's really hard to know what to do.

I decided it might be better if he hit the cart first. I was told by the Wal-mart manager (who has reviewed the security footage of the accident) that I probably did the right thing. The grocery cart took the brunt of the initial impact. The manager also said the cart was "done for."

The good news is, nothing seems to be broken. They x-rayed my lower back/pelvis, right ankle and right forearm, and did a CT scan of my head and neck. I'm still in a lot of pain, mostly my back and right hip.

It's all been downhill since the accident.

Beach getaway was a bust, leaving that extension of my family broken. I ended up staying in a crappy motel for a couple of nights, and coming home early. The weather was gray and rainy most of the time as well.

Then I found out last night that my father, who lives in Calgary, is going to lose EVERYTHING from massive flooding.


I've always believed that bad things come in threes. So guess what? I'm done.

But wait ...

I always try to see the positive side of things.

So, I'm going to remember ...

I did have a good time with the people I was with in the small motel room.

I did get to see some sights and experience some places that I wouldn't have if everything had gone according to plan. We ended up in Wildwood, NJ.

Wildwood did inspire a story idea. (Which reminds me, I better write that down.)

And, I could have been laid up in the hospital with serious injuries.

Or worse ...

At least I'm not that horseshoe crab.

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