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May. 31st, 2006 03:41 pmI had a very vivid dream yesterday that ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
saltcod and I were both going back to college (roommates, again?). Once that setting was established, there was berry-picking and then I started writing a paper (long-hand) on Persuasion - at which point I woke up. Mmmmm, berries.
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A year ago I witnessed a car accident (I seem to do that too often, really) - and a few weeks afterwards, talked to one of the insurance companies and gave a statement, blah blah. Yesterday I got a form from an(other?) insurance company dealing with their claim and could I fill out their form? Yeah, but... it's been a freaking year, people. At the time, I was a new mother and not sleeping and worrying lots about my baby never gaining weight and all that - I wasn't exactly high on brain power. I don't remember much beyond the very basic facts. It's ludicrous to expect otherwise, it seems to me. (How much would you remember of a not-very-traumatic accident/ event a year after it happened?)
Along the lines of accidents, we were out for a walk last night and did not see - only heard - the crash of a bicycle getting clipped by a passing car (we were facing the other way).galagan ran and got some paper napkins from a nearby gas station for her to clean her face with - the girl was very shaken up and just sitting on the pavement - she had a helmet but her chin and face looked rather scraped up. And say what you will about big cities and difficult traffic conditions (it was about 7 p.m. and traffic was heavy), but the emergency response team was there lightning fast. They were taking care of her - and we hadn't actually seen anything so we left. But I'm thinking a lot about that poor girl today.
The EK has been a little crabby and demanding lately - we are starting to enter the phase of repetition. She usually picks *my* least favorite book to repeat, of course. 'Tis Barnyard Banter - which I don't mind the first time, but drives me crazy several times in a row. After lunch, she was sitting on my lap on the couch for a story, and when it was done, she got down, as usual - and, not as usual, pitched forward and hit her face on the coffee table. There was much screaming and blood for *forever* (10 minutes?) but after the bleeding slowed we could see it was just a big gash in her lip. I fed her a snack, and popped her into bed for a nap (and she went right to sleep) - I suspect when she wakes up there will be smears of blood all over the sheets and she'll have one big fat lip.
So, ENOUGH ACCIDENTS EVERYBODY.
saltcod and I were both going back to college (roommates, again?). Once that setting was established, there was berry-picking and then I started writing a paper (long-hand) on Persuasion - at which point I woke up. Mmmmm, berries.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A year ago I witnessed a car accident (I seem to do that too often, really) - and a few weeks afterwards, talked to one of the insurance companies and gave a statement, blah blah. Yesterday I got a form from an(other?) insurance company dealing with their claim and could I fill out their form? Yeah, but... it's been a freaking year, people. At the time, I was a new mother and not sleeping and worrying lots about my baby never gaining weight and all that - I wasn't exactly high on brain power. I don't remember much beyond the very basic facts. It's ludicrous to expect otherwise, it seems to me. (How much would you remember of a not-very-traumatic accident/ event a year after it happened?)
Along the lines of accidents, we were out for a walk last night and did not see - only heard - the crash of a bicycle getting clipped by a passing car (we were facing the other way).
galagan ran and got some paper napkins from a nearby gas station for her to clean her face with - the girl was very shaken up and just sitting on the pavement - she had a helmet but her chin and face looked rather scraped up. And say what you will about big cities and difficult traffic conditions (it was about 7 p.m. and traffic was heavy), but the emergency response team was there lightning fast. They were taking care of her - and we hadn't actually seen anything so we left. But I'm thinking a lot about that poor girl today.The EK has been a little crabby and demanding lately - we are starting to enter the phase of repetition. She usually picks *my* least favorite book to repeat, of course. 'Tis Barnyard Banter - which I don't mind the first time, but drives me crazy several times in a row. After lunch, she was sitting on my lap on the couch for a story, and when it was done, she got down, as usual - and, not as usual, pitched forward and hit her face on the coffee table. There was much screaming and blood for *forever* (10 minutes?) but after the bleeding slowed we could see it was just a big gash in her lip. I fed her a snack, and popped her into bed for a nap (and she went right to sleep) - I suspect when she wakes up there will be smears of blood all over the sheets and she'll have one big fat lip.
So, ENOUGH ACCIDENTS EVERYBODY.
