THE BEGINNING OF THE END !!!

OK, so quite a few of my family and friends think I should elaborate on why I went from being so successful selling building materials, making 6 figures to sit home most of the time and now blog.  Now before you think, well good Lord your family doesnt know, Yes, they know but they also know nobody else really does.
So here it goes, and please before you read this, DO NOT THINK I WANT SYMPATHY, I don't ,this is just the hand I've been dealt.
Ok, anyway, enough with the disclaimer, last September 10, 2010 I was working, which involves driving around all day and making friends, (kinda sounds like facebook without the car huh) anyway, I had just left one of my builders and was heading to another's office. While I was sitting at the red light waiting to turn on a 4 lane hwy, I looked up and saw a pickup coming straight at my drivers door, and he was accelerating, I'm sittin there lookin at him, like it was in slow motion and I'm thinkin "surely hes gonna stop", but instead I could tell he was accelerating and then boom, he hit me right in the drivers door !  I sat there a minute and he just kept staring at me, then he started to back up, I started slamming my body against my door trying to get it open, and then I noticed he put it in drive and started back at me AGAIN, all I could think, and this is the God's honest truth was "Do I know you"? then I cant really tell you what happened I was so busy trying to get the door open, whether he hit me again is a mystery, from the looks of the bruises the next day, the pain that night and ever since, something sure as hell did !
Anyway, called 911, ambulance, police, fire the whole shootin match shows up, kinda embarassing actually with all the lights and attention, but anyway, they start talkin to the man who hit me and he starts having some type of seizure, after they get him sat back down, they came to talk to me, and to be honest, I had been so shaken up and I guess adrenalized (if thats a word) that until I got out of my truck and starting walking around, I didnt even really know I was hurt. But when I turned to get my license outta my truck, WOW it felt like somebody stuck a red hot poker through the joint of my hip, well, here comes the paramedic, telling me you have to go to the hospital, my husband had arrived by then and he was like YEAH YEAH you have to go ! One thing you need to know about me, I don't like Dr.s, hospitals or anybody else in possession of needles, my philosophy is "If you cant get in a hole God made, then you don't get it in", but that never seems to work with the Medical Community.
Anyway, they loaded me in the ambulance, after a lot of fussin by me, and I was strapped on that horrible little gurney thing, the paramedics were so nice and professional, but I still didnt like it, so about the time they are getting ready to haul to needle hell, a medic runs over and says the man who hit me has stopped breathing, and is convulvsing, so I'm like "let me outta here and take that poor man to the hospital", they were going Oh nono you really need to go to, I said I can get there myself, besides, and this is just my opinion, but I hold it in high regards that stopping breathing and convulsing always trumps a hurt hip!
So off they went with the man, my husband and I left in the cars and went to the hospital.
In my next post I will fill you in on the hospital visit, no needles, but a WHOLE Lotta CraZiness goin on there!