So I'll give a little more detailed account of last night before my pain killers kick in.

I was driving from the Highlands Kroger down Bardstown on my way to Dee's house. There was a girl stopped at a red light at Princeton, I started to slow down to stop behind her, I pushed in on my breaks and they locked up and I slid across the wet pavement. I tried swerving into the other lane, but my car wouldn't respond or do anything. So, I ended up slamming into the back of this girl's car. Her car barely had a scratch, whereas mine is just in horrible shape. I got out, and my back was really, super sore. I got out and did all the police report and stuff and went over to Dee's while I waited for my Dad to come get me. My back started gradualy hurting more and more. By the time my Dad got there, I was in tears because I couldn't sit or lay down without sharp pains going up my back. So, we went to the ER. After 02394209348 doctors poking and squishing my very inpain back, they said I had severely sprained my lower back. I got all kinds of fun drugs at the hospital that put me into quite a loopy (and pain-free) mood. So, I'm supposed to be on bed rest for a week (not gonna happen) and I'm not supposed to lift anything over 5 lbs for 4-6 weeks. Bummer. It could have been a lot worse. But alas, now, I am without a car and very, very, very, very sore.

Thank you all for your well wishes. I'm gonna go pass out.

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