Some woman ran a red light and I got smashed on the driver's side. Had (still got to some degree) horrible neck pain and stiffness and a bruise to beat all bruises on my left thigh (where the door came in to greet me).
The crazy thing is I had about an hour where I don't remember anything. I remember seeing her coming at me, screaming, getting smashed violently around....then sitting there for a minute, trying to figure out if I was dead or injured.
I remember getting out of the passenger side door and sitting on the curb. That's it. Next thing I know, I'm in the hospital staring at the ceiling.
That's probably the scariest part of the whole ordeal. I know there was an ambulance ride, questions and questions and questions....which I must have answered?
Also, I had a recurring dream for the past month--more just like a vision--of a crash. Never been in one before. Scary.