Current mood:

owie

I'm OK....
Yesterday, I was going to my therapist's, sitting at a bus stop outside Hillsdale Mall, and there was a bus sitting there, idling. I would've asked the driver if the bus was going to be the bus I needed, but he was in the back, apparently asleep. So I sat down at the stop, and waited.

Well, five minutes later, the bus starts up, and without checking to see if anyone at the stop needed him, he took off. (The bus was in such a position that I couldn't see either of the electric signs that explain which bus it is.) So I took off after the bus. Stupid, I know, but the bus was at a stop light, so I thought I *might* be able to get to the next stop before he did.

Ha! I tripped on a raised paving stone, fell, rolled into the street, and was hit (lightly) - really more like tapped - by a "big, white whale of a car". That's the best description anyone could give. Anyway, I got up, staggered to the sidewalk, whereupon two sweet ladies pulled over, checked me over, then took me to my therapist, who insisted I go to the hospital to be checked out. They kept me overnight, and I'm fine, but I have a bit of road rash, and my back bloody well hurts.