So this is what happened to me this weekend:
Friday night we had a girl's night at the yacht club and it was really fun. We had a laugh, ended up dancing on the bar and flirting with the barman *so cute*. We left there at about 3:30 a.m. and as I was driving home, and crossing a street, some guy shoots out of a road and smashes into my passenger side. Thankfully I was alone in the car. Michelle wasn't far behind me cos we left at the same time. She called the ambulance cos I was concussed, and the police. I remember the impact of the car but not much after that. Both airbags came out, and I ended up strapped in the driver's seat but lying on the passenger seat. The ambulance people put me on a board and in a neck brace, I don't remember the ride to the hospital, but then once I got to Emergency doctors were asking me questions and taking tests. And one doctor was so incredibly beautiful that I could hardly speak to him, so he must have thought that I really had something wrong with me!
Next thing I know I'm waking up in a ward and my parents are there. I was in Ward S3, Bed 11. We were 4 people in the ward, myself, a 14-year-old girl who had appendicitis and her mother, an elderly woman who listened to RTK, and a 101-year-old woman who every so often shouted 'Ha naghmel l-awrina!' and then the nurses would have to shout to her (cos she was deaf) that she had a nappy so she could do and then they'd change her. The nurses were all really nice, and they were impressed by the amount I sleep! I would be asleep by 9:00 p.m. and then if they see that you're awake at some point during the night they decide to take your blood pressure or something.
I was put on a saline drip, and couldn't eat anything! I could only drink water and that was in sips, so by Saturday night I was starving, but there was nothing I could do so I went to sleep!
I had lots of visitors which was really nice, and flowers and chocolates and juice, which I couldn't eat but now I have a stash of chocolates to last me a month!
I was so happy that the doctor said I could be discharged this morning cos I was so bored by the end of it all. I don't have any fractures or breakages, and my X-Rays apparentely were fine. All I have are bruises on my forehead and my eye, my chin is grazed and my chest is bruised mainly cos of the seatbelt and the airbag. But I'll live. Once I came home, I showered and washed my hair cos I didn't want to wash over there. The toilets aren't very clean so I was scared of the shower. But I feel much better at home.
Nat came to visit this afternoon, and then Bel came, and I got a few more messages so it's nice to know that people think about you.
Now tomorrow we sort out all the paperwork with the police and the insurance and wait for the verdict.