I flew in LaGuardia Saturday afternoon and got a blessed ride to Brooklyn from my friend as she was driving in from CT (public transport from LGA to Brooklyn is a long mess). We met up with another college friend for food:
And drinks:
I was able to meet with more friends for a great brunch on Sunday:
Later in the afternoon, my sister and my brother-in-law returned from their weekend trip and brought back these cuties:
We got to walk around and see this guy ride his scooter (so cute!):
Even Monday (Memorial Day) morning started with these cute faces:
Unfortunately, that's where the highlights end and my lowlights begin with:
After seeing our mom, I dropped my sister off at the train station and as I was driving her car, I got rear-ended. Argh. I was
thisclose to the exit for the Trader Joe's. But I was very grateful that no kids were in the car and that I was able to walk away.
I had hit my head when the car hit and folks were advising/pressuring me to go see a doctor. Unfortunately, my primary doctor was back in SoCar AND it was the Memorial Day holiday so the Doctor Express type offices were closed. Finally I was convinced to go to the ER when folks (including a nurse) were advising that I should be examined within 24 hours of the accident and by early evening I was starting to feel aches in my neck, joints, and lower back as well as having a dull headache. I was very sheepish going to the ER when I wasn't on the verge of death but decided to go that night rather than wait until the next day because I had some appointments for my mom during the day.
I got to the ER around 9PM and found this delight:
A pack of name brand gummy bears for 90 cents? YES PLEASE. That will certainly help the medicine go down.
I finally saw a doctor around 1:30am and he was very nice about my non-mortality-inducing car accident and its accompanying aches and pains considering I was expecting him to say, "Oh are my eyes rolling? I guess when I'm in the ER, I'm used to SAVING LIVES. But go on about your neck pain..." In the end I walked out at 3AM with 3 prescriptions for my whiplash. Well, I guess that's one way to end a holiday weekend.