Get the paddles - STAT!!

I think my sense of humor is dying... someone better get the paddles and shock them to see if we can revive it!

The pain from the car accident is now made its way down to my lower back... GREAT!

My head feels better, my neck and shoulders are still very stiff and sore, my arms are really sore and now my lower back hurts like hell!  So not only do I have to deal with getting the car fixed, driving it around to different shops to get estimates, deal with the insurance company (well John does now) as lawyer said on the property damage that John needs to talk to them and meet with them not me.

Then whatever therapy, and treatments I'm going to need as a result of this accident, deal with Reiley and all her STUFF, my family stuff and then work STUFF, I think I'm going to explode!!

Please stop production, I'm done hosting this show!

Do you ever feel like your life is a TV show like Candid Camera or Punk'd?

That someone has got to be filming your crazy ass life while others are sitting at home laughing their asses off?

I swear that is what HAS to be happening to me. I mean what else could it be? My life is not that funny, so move along!

Yesterday I woke up at 530am to get ready to take Reiley for another surgical procedure at Phoenix Children's. We walked out the door at 6:10 for our journey. I forgot her feeding pump and luckily remembered as I pulled out of the garage, ran in and grabbed and on my way.

Oddly I had this really nervous feeling driving on the 347. I figured I was just nervous about another surgery for Reiley... but maybe I knew about what was to happen later on the 347.

Approaching the I-10 left turn lanes, I was hit from behind while I was stopped.

This person did not even get out of his vehicle to ask me if I was OK. I called 911 and 15 - 20 minutes later someone arrived.  I hit my head pretty hard on the back of my head rest and my head was hurting. Reiley was all snug and safe in her car seat.

The police at least 'fast tracked' me as I had to get Reiley to the hospital and she had been off her feed since 6am. Fast tracked... I left about 740, already 40 minutes late for the hospital. I called the hospital to advise them we were going to be late right after hanging up with the police.

Surgery went well but of course they had no beds available and we waited in recovery for a bed. My head was killing me, I took lots of advil but nothing helped. Reiley did so well that around 5pm the nurse asked me if I would just like to take her home. I said yes, I really needed to get myself checked out anyway and Reiley was doing so well.

So at 6:10pm we left, I got her home. I got her settled in with daddy and then left for the Urgent Care. They got me right in. I have a bump on the left side of my head where I hit the head rest and whiplash - pain meds and muscle relaxer prescribed, filled and back home.

I'm pretty sore today, my head does not hurt nearly as bad so that is good. Reiley is doing well pain wise, her g-tube is very gross looking.

So I decide to go up and take a shower as I have an attorney coming to the house about the accident.  I start coming down the stairs and what do I smell?

NAIL POLISH!!!!

OMG, There is nail polish all over my computer, my mouse, the end table, the couch, the ottoman, the wood floor, Reiley's baby with the tubie, her little plastic chairs a blanket of hers some stuffed animals...

SERIOUSLY Mr. Funk... I am done filming for you. Can you please move on to some other poor soul?