Well, never mind.

Things were going better.

I had a lawyer. The hospital bills were getting worked on. Little Miss Runs Stop Signs was going to get her ass handed to her in court. I’d finally moved to my new place; just me and the kitties. I’ve been hanging out with new friends and hadn’t been bugged by that witch for a while.

Monday, lawyer emails me and tells me that the woman who caused the accident is judgment proof. In Texas, you can’t garnish wages, force her to sell a home, sell a car– NOTHING. After legal fees and paying the actual hospital itself, I won’t have enough to pay all the individual doctors. If things progress the way they have been, I’ll be about $7,000 in the hole. There’s no legal way to force her to take out a loan to pay for it. It’s my responsibility.

Six months

As soon as my Internet gets turned on and I organize my new place better, helpkt.org is going to transition to food blog.
Tomorrow is my 6-month anniversary of the accident.

My tow away zone!

Every day, management at my apartment parks in the towaway zone behind my handicapped spot, making it hard to get out.
I’m going to take a picture every day and send it to corporate and city of Houston parking. Bastards.

Graduating!

I’ve officially graduated from physical therapy today.
It’s been exactly five months from the day of the accident.

At PT today, I told them that exactly five months ago, I was in surgery.
Five months ago today, at 8 am, I was laying in the street bleeding and just absolutely gushing blood.

In about 150 days, I went from horrifically injured to hiking.

Bcbs hates cripples!

Yes, you read that correctly!
Yesterday, a BCBS rep had the audacity to contact me via twitter about how my claim for PT is being denied due to a pre-existing condition.
“Oh no, ma’am, auto insurance handles that first!” “If you want, I’ll give you a contact number for BCBS-TX! They’ll help you!”
I sent them a picture of my foot (the first unwrapping) and basically told them to shove it.

Still exhausted….

I still get horrendously exhausted almost every day. The days I don’t wanna curl up and sleep for a week, I’m busy doing other stuff. 

I’ve been meaning to finish a sewing project for a friend for like 2 weeks now. 

I hate my foot.

New Lawyer!

I found a new lawyer through my boss.

Well, my boss’s lawyer.

 

I feel so much more confident now. What the first firm did was legally barratry and a big no-no (felony!!) in Texas. I told them that they had 48 hours to send me back my file or I’d  contact the bar and district attorney. It’s been more than 48 hours. I’m making the phone call and sending the paperwork on Monday. Glee. :)