Last night, I was the victim of yet another rear ending, as in car accident. Just for clarity's sake that would be the second rear end in under two years of owning my new car. (I am beginning to think my Jeep has bad mojo, hum?) At least the Jeep people make a good steel enforced bumper! That baby has now protected me twice. So what happened? I was sitting in traffic on Los Feliz stopped at a light when the light turned green and the over zelaous guy behind me must have blanked for a moment and hit the gas. Problem was I hadn't moved as the car infront of me hadn't moved. He didn't hit me hard. Caused some scratches and luckily no dents to my car and his lovely Mercedes... but man!...Is it ever annoying to have to go through this again! Life is funny. Well, this time around the guy admitted responsibility unlike the last guy who outrighted lied and took me for my deductible thanks to arbitration that sided in no ones favor. I knew this guy couldn't believe he had done it as I saw him spew his hands around in his car after bumping me. He apologized profusely after he heard me exclaim "Oh Man! Not Again! The bumper! I just got this fixed!" Unlike last time, when I hit the stearing wheel, I felt a good tap. No head bumping this time. I am A-Ok and my car for the most part is A-ok with some scratching. For now, we are not doing the insurance thing. He offered to pay for the damages. I took my car in this morning and good ole Carlos was there who helped me last time and had to jibe "You're back again?" and had a good laugh at finding out it was the bumper yet again. I got an estimate and sent it to the guy. He told me to let me know when I take it in and he will call and pay for the damage. At least he seems cool about it unlike that other jerky fellow. So this is my third accident so doesn't that mean I am done or something for a while? Hopefully.
As a little girl I would look on my mom’s arm and wonder why she had such a weird mark near her shoulder. A few days ago, as the warm solution penetrated my bloodstream, I started to cry remembering my mom’s mark. The nurse asked me if I was okay and I told her I was so incredibly happy. As a diabetic I was stressed never knowing if I was doing enough to avoid it but also, keeping some semblance of life in doing outdoor things. I cried because I am incredibly grateful to the SCIENCE that made this possible in only a year. Less time for me to worry about my only kiddo should the worse happen. If ur on the fence...I’ve worked in entertainment for over 20 years and I’ve seen first hand how easy celebrities influence the public. Some do good and others well...I’m happy to have a little bit of the gracious Dolly Parton with me. Scientists on the other hand, very rarely get the recognition for their years of study, years of research and expertise contributing to (wo)mankind....
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