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December 21, 2006
what's happening 
I realize I haven't been crossposting. I've posted a lot about the accident aftermath on vj.vox.com, though it could be easily summed up as: I hurt, and it's all I can talk about. And unfortunately, it does dominate my thoughts, and it's really bumming me out.
I know that at some point I'll be okay again. And I know I almost got myself killed, or fate just decided to spare me this time.
The other morning, waiting for the bus, I got to watch a woman (well-dressed, seemingly normal) pace between two bus stops on two sides of a corner. First to the #33 bus stop, then to the #6 busstop. Rinse, repeat.
Have you ever had the scary realization that that's what you look like? Mind you, I try very very hard to quell the pacing by, say, reading or knitting or walking to the next bus stop. But sometimes I just can't help it, I just can't position myself so I can see both roads, and so I pace. Oh dear g-d.
She was very nice, and once she was on the bus, she was just another person going to work.
This morning I somehow forgot that the 15 minute walk to the chiropractor had just about rendered me into a walking zombie twice, and thought it would be good to walk to work. Ha!
First, a half a block from the house, I slipped on some black ice. Back home, we just called it ice. Ice being what happens when roads are wet, and then it freezes. Anyways, here, it's black ice, I guess because regular ice is self-evident whereas black ice is sneaky. It's duplicitious.
Anyways, I didn't go down, I just made a note about it. About at that point, I noticed that my legs were hurting. From walking.
I've been a little daffy lately, and there was no bus in sight, so, for whatever reason, I kept walking, even though I was in pain. Stoopid.
I slipped again, and this time, almost hit the ground. And finally, I stopped walking and then I really needed to sit down. Luckily, the bus came then too.
Posted at December 21, 2006
Comments
Oh honey - I hope you feel better soon! Hugs.
Posted by: neca at December 22, 2006 6:51 AM
Bummer. :(
For what it's worth, "black ice" is a particular kind of ice; it's half-melted ice, ice that is near-freezing. It's called black because it is dark due to the partial melting, looking like a puddle of water instead of ice - it is several times more slippery than regular ice, which is what makes it so dangerous. Ice below zero actually starts to get a bit sticky.
We get black ice in western Oregon a lot because we have so much rain and our freezing temperatures are more often near the 32 degree mark.
Posted by: Chriss Pagani at December 31, 2006 10:05 AM