it was just a lovely day

What did you do yesterday? 

I dropped Christopher off at the airport (OH THE SADNESS), and got in an accident.

It won't really go down in history as one of my Top Five days.

 As Mom and I were driving to church, we got rear-ended while sitting at a red light. We hit the car in front of us which in turn hit the car in front of it. Thankfully no one was seriously hurt, but the lady in front of us left in an ambulance because her chest was hurting. 

Mom and I were very sore and after a few hours started having tingling in our arms so we went to the hospital. We expected it to be a relatively quick visit because we assumed we were just having muscle pain and not experiencing anything serious. Did you know that if you go to the hospital when a football game is on that the place is almost deserted? Apparently no one chooses to be at the hospital when they could be on their couch eating Doritos. I'll have to remember that and schedule all my future emergency room visits around the NFL schedule.

I was in and out within thirty minutes, but unfortunately for Mom, her visit was anything but quick. After she had a CAT Scan, the doctors decided she needed to be put in a neck brace, strapped to a stretcher, and taken by ambulance to another hospital for an MRI. 

So that's how I came to be standing next to my mother's bedside at 12:54am in the middle of Urgent Care Room 6A. 

Under normal circumstances I would have tried to keep her spirits up by serenading her, but my sore self protested that idea. Instead, I played the people guessing game with her and Aaron asked questions that could be filed under "party ice-breaker questions". I'm not sure where he got the idea that we were HAVING A PARTY.

We're both at home now. The doctors think Mom already had something wrong with her neck but the accident accentuated it. (Side note- I AM so impressed with myself for using the word accentuated properly.) We're currently on the couch discussing what movie we should watch tonight and looking forward to spaghetti with meatballs from Grandma. I don't think our appetites were damaged too much. :-)