Well, the past two days have not been great for me.

 

Saturday I wanted so bad to try and visit my nephew in the hospital, that I ignored the winter storm warning, and started on the way. Just a mile in I had a curb check. A pretty bad one. Thank goodness only the tires were damaged. Both right tires need to be replaced.

Only by God’s help was I able to get the car home without help. It was a very slow mile, but I got it home. My sister was in the car with me, and she got a little scrap from the jolt, but other then that both of us are safe.

It shook me up a bit. I feel so bad for ruining the tires. But, Dad is right. It could have gone a lot worse.

So tomorrow night, dad and I will take the car to be fixed. That will be a slow drive. My front wheels just spin, and it is not level.

Also I just kept bumping into things, and dropping things. And I didn’t sleep well that night.

 

Sunday the shock was kicking in. I couldn’t eat, I was dizzy (and couldn’t walk a straight line to save me) and I was shaking. I got a headache (Which is the worst for me) and went into a darker place then I would have liked. But as usual my sister was the best. She did her best to help me.

And again, I was clumsy.

However, I was able to get a good sleep which was nice.

 

Now Today I am doing well, and some ragularness is nice.