Well… we chose to fix the car so we’re waiting for estimates on how much it will be to do so. Our mechanic tried to discourage us from it by telling us that it looked totalled, but we’re just going to see what we can do for it. I’m really irritated because the body people haven’t coordinated with the mechanics to look at the damage and I want my car back!!!!!!!!!!!

My hip got better and it’s flaring up again. I’m trying to ice it and take the pain meds I got but I might be back in the clinic tomorrow if it’s not doing a whole lot better. I can pretty much predict what my P.A. will say (ice it and keep walking) but there might be the off chance that he can recommend something better.

I haven’t blogged much because I haven’t had the mental energy to blog. Friday, I was inconsolably upset for most of the day. Saturday and Sunday, I didn’t want to blog about any of this because I was still spewing venom about the person who hit us and how unfair this is that it’s happening right now. Monday, I had to start dealing with insurance companies and paperwork. Right now… just updating so that people don’t think I’ve fallen off the face of the earth.

The car was declared a total loss by my insurance company. I asked them to give us the weekend to figure out if we wanted to just take the settlement or fix it ourselves.

Pray hard. I’m about to lose my mind.

Lately I’ve been winning battles left and right
But even winners can get wounded in the fight
People say that I’m amazing
Strong beyond my years
But they don’t see inside of me
I’m hiding all the tears

They don’t know that I go running home when I fall down
They don’t know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
‘Cause deep inside this armour
The warrior is a child

Unafraid because his armour is the best
But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest
People say that I’m amazing
Never face retreat
But they don’t see the enemies
That lay me at His feet

They don’t know that I go running home when I fall down
They don’t know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
‘Cause deep inside this armour
The warrior is a child

I drop my sword and look up for His smile
Because deep inside this armour
Deep inside this armour
Deep inside this armour
The warrior is a child
–“The Warrior is a Child” by Twila Paris

Well… yesterday I woke up with my back, neck, and shoulders on fire. I went for my healthy walk and ran into my P.A. on the way. He exhorted me to continue my healthy walks and to keep icing my hip. I’ve been pretty good about doing it (though I could be better) and I also got my neck and back worked on yesterday in PT. Last night, I was walking through one of the parks and a couple of my kids from church tackle-hugged me. I have a cellphone-shaped bruise on my hip but it was worth it. (I love my church kids so much, especially these ones. They draw me super cool pictures during the sermon. :))

Today, it was stormy out this morning so I got up and did devotions and checked Weatherbug (to see how much longer the rain would last) before going back to sleep. I woke up at 11 with an icepack on my hip and three of my allergens curled up around me. I did get my walk in as I had to go deliver some stuff to the bank and I took the long way home. After I’d showered, one of our church council presidents came over to ask if there was anything he and his family could do to help. We have a car loaned to us so we’re pretty OK but I was really touched that he asked. Other people have brought us vegetables from their garden and other food. When I called to thank one of the families, they said that they were just glad that we weren’t seriously hurt because they really love us. I was fighting back the tears because it was such a sweet thing to hear. [/sappiness]

Prayer would still be appreciated because we’re waiting to hear back about the state of the car.