day no. 12:well i dont know how to say this but i got hit by a car drivin by my ex. i went to the hospital then they put a oxygen tank on me and thats all i can remember up to waking up in bed.
Day no.13: yesterday i was in bed watching crappy stuff on tv and i had some nasty soup that tasted like cotton.
Day no.14: today they let me out with some bandages and patches. nothing serious just a bunch bruises and a sprained ankle.