2:32 P.M.
I have a lot of physical therapy ahead. I've made 4 appointments for next week and can't wait to get back in the game.
The results from the MRI weren't great, but there isn't much I can do.
I spoke to the insurance company today. They aren't going to give me the value of my car.
FUCK INSURANCE!
What's the point in having it anyway?
I also called the dealer and thanked them for selling me the car that managed to save my life.
I wonder if they've ever received a call like that before?
I called the salvage yard to find out about getting the cd book out of my car.
"It's been declared a biohazard and no one is aloud inside the car at this point."
Well fuck!
I've managed to go and loose my car along with over $500.00 worth of personal things.
I just want to cry.
It's going to take a lot of time to get it all back.
I've got my health.
I am lucky, but I feel like my whole world has been thrown into upheaval.
I don't have a leg to stand on and so much is aggravating me lately.
I'm so frustrated!
Damn.
I swear I just want to scream.
Friends joke about the situation and say that I'll be able to laugh at it down the road.
How long will it be until I can laugh?
Who really knows?
I don't want to laugh.
I want to cry....
Friends and family have tried to cheer me up. They tell me not to worry about the details.
Don�t stress, this will all work out for the best in the end.
Everything happens for a reason.
I want something to look forward to.
I want to go to the zoo.
The F*cking zoo is closed.
I want to run and scream at the top of my lungs.
I know I am lucky to be here in such good condition.
I am a control freak and I feel I have lost all control.
This whole situation is driving me mad!
I am lucky
I know this.
But.....
DON'T POKE THE BEAR IN THE F*CKING ZOO!!
