Kelly's Accident.

So yeah...it happened...Kelly totaled her car. Good job right?

So this is what happened. I was driving to Sonora to see Jesse and Steven for a couple days. I told my parents I was spending the night at Chris and Brittney's place and Chris and I were going to record some music and Brittney and I were going to watch some movies together.

I left Fresno at about 8:15 and was about halfway there and had just past a town called Mariposa. Everything was going well. And I felt very confident driving on the mountains. I went 41North and then I merged into 49North. And then it happened. I was driving and noticed a shorter curb (mind you I was driving about 65-70mph) and I started to break JUST A LITTLE BIT because I felt that I was going a bit to fast.

I then started swerving and tried correcting my car but before I knew it my car had completely flipped over and turned over towards the side of the mountain.

There I was in my passenger seat upside down and freaking out. This didn't just happen! OMG!!!! I was completely conscious and terrified. Glass was everywhere. My crap was everywhere and I had to get out of my car. Immediately I got out and stepped out to see the damage.

OH MY GOD! It was terrible. It was as bad as bad could be. I then looked to see about 50 ft. back was a man who had pulled over to check out what had happened. He noticed a little blood on my neck so he went to his car to see if there was anything. The blood was actually from my thumb. I had a gash on the side of my left thumb bleeding like crazy. He then put a cheap band aid on to help stop the bleeding but it didn't help by much.

I called my parents first and they were in complete shock. I told them what had happened and they said there were driving to the local hospital ASAP. I then called Jesse. There wasn't an answer. I then called Steven and he didn't answer either so I left him a voicemail.

A couple more people showed up and they called an ambulance. A fire fighter was off duty drove by and came to help me. By this time I had already taken out most of my main belongings and put them to the side of the road and she asked someone to hold my neck up straight.

She asked if I was in any pain. I only had a little gash in my left thumb and a lot of back pain. This was extremely lucky for the accident I was in. She then asked the general questions such as my name and the scene of the accident.

I was an absolutely emotionally distressed and traumatized. I couldn't help but cry. The fire fighter lady then told me that she needed me to calm down and I obeyed. Crying wasn't going to make anything better in my situation.

I was then strapped to a straight board by the abluance guys and then put into the ambulance. As the were strapping me a photographer was taking pictures from the scene. I just closed my eyes and tried looking away. This was so embarrassing. I felt so completely humiliated and idiotic.

While in the abulance I tried cheering up and making light of my situation. I hadn't died and for the most part I looked pretty damn good to have been flipped with my car over. A gash on my thumb and some back pain was nothing. The main paramedic then told me that they had snip my clothes. Meaning, he had to get siccors and completely destroy my entire attire. AH my favorite jeans were toast!(but again this is only a minimal material item). But again, this was humiliating and embarrassing. The main paramedic tried to put in an IV but missed it. Lovely. He then told me he typically didn't miss blood vessels and said he wouldn't do another one until we arrived at the ER (if I needed one). I was relieved.

We then chatted a bit more about various things with the paramedic making a friendly conversation. Mind you, if you haven't noticed I try to make light of situations, no matter what. I have realized that if anyone keeps stressing themselves out about a situtation it only leads to greater depression. I would rather make a little light of something and then find a solution then or later.

I then was put into the ER. I met various nurses and they all were very kind to me. First I was put into a gown and then taken to have X Rays. The X rays took about about 20 minutes all together and I was still strapped onto the flat board. I was very uncomfortable.

I was then taken back to the room and sent out a few more texts to others about the news but only briefly and then hear my parents coming. As soon as I saw my mom I began to baul. I had once again lost a bit more of her trust and I had almost killed myself. I told her how sorry I was and that I couldn't do something like that to her. I couldn't die and hurt both my mom and dad that way.

I talked to my mom for a while and mainly held my mom's hand.

Nurse Jim them walked in and told us they were about to give me stitches for my thumb. Dr. Smith then walked in and numbed my thumb up which was OH SO PLESANT and then made three stitches. One of the lady nurses came in and said, "Okay we're going to give you some morphine. Yay morphine! And then she said, "Up the butt." I thought she was joking. I asked her if that was really necessary and she said yes. It hurt a bit but not as bad as I thought it would. The shot to my thumb was surprisingly MUCH WORSE.

Now unlike most people who have had mophine at hospitals I didn't really feel a thing. I just felt exhausted. There wasn't a ceiling vent trying to eat me or magical creatures in the room. Nope nothing. Just drowsiness. UGH! The one time I can legally try a drug! GAH!

I was still on the flat board and feeling quite uncomfortable, physically exhausted, emotionally exhausted, and hungry.

After lying on the board for about another 45 minutes or so I was free. I then thanked the nurses for their help and said that it was nice meeting them lol. We then left the hospital around 2/3 (I don't really remember) and then headed over to the junk yard to pick up more things that might have been in my car. I just stayed in my dad's car and read, trying to get the accident out of my mind.

We then left and went headed over to a diner. Finally food!!!

And then departed to head home.

The end.

Sum of injuries:
1. Back pain
2. Stiches in thumb
3. Internal bruises
4. Soft tissue damage

Prescriptions:
1. Vicodin

Not bad for a near death experience.

I am Happy. :]

Many of the blogs I have posted are depressing or creative writing. It has also been a while since I have posted anything so here it goes.

I am so completely happy right now. I have come to the realization that no matter the challenges I have found my happiness.

I have found and have soaked up the people in my life that truly care about me and that I do as well. And I have taken out those who I felt used by, unappreciated, and or untrustworthy.

I have a boyfriend that I barely even know, but I already have amazing feelings for. Our chemistry is SO STRONG and I know I can truly be myself around him. With Rex, I always cared about him and I knew i could be myself but the chemistry with Jesse is 5x more amazing. Jesse likes EVERYTHING about me, thus far haha.

I am truly trying to get connected with various family members, which also is branched off of the first statement. I have been calling my sister more and I'm going to email Ray this week again. Despite the awkwardness of maintaining my relationship with my biological father, I know it's a relationship that I asked for. Even though it has taken so much time for my outreach and that it may take YEARS for me to accept him truly as a family member that I am making another step.

I have been working on my decision making and my attitude in tough situations. I feel as if I truly am improving myself as a person. People that don't change ever don't go anywhere. No matter what you do in life, without changing yourself first, life isn't nearly as rewarding.

Although there are a few things that I definitely want to work on such as my job situation, money management, and time management. I am making a couple huge steps to being a better person and doing better things for others.

Also, pardon my language but I'm tired of bull shitting. In many situations I have been very submissive. Although I do believe that a certain about of submission is good for everyone, I believe that I need to be more real with people and if I truly believe in something strongly, I will make it heard. This maybe one of the hardest changes for me but it is something that I will definitely work on and progress in time over the next few months.

So as my wonderful media psychology teacher, Mr. Beggs once said, "Do change! Change is good!"