It’s interesting because life has always had a very funny way of slapping me in the face reminding me of why I am alive. I also must say I would appreciate it being more subtle at times.

I have been through a lot in my life, and it has taught me that each day is one to be appreciated.

On the 4th of July I got in a very minor car accident, but because of the impact on my side it banged me around a bit.

I honestly walked out of the ER with just a lot of bruises one pretty big one on my leg.

I was told to stay off of my feet and rest, which I didn’t do, because I never listen to what I am supposed to do, and this time I payed the price.

The next day was my birthday, but instead of going to work and celebrating that day, I ended up in Urgent care. My knee had grown into the size of a grapefruit, and was bright purple.

In typical fashion, I had to take myself there, and was crying the whole way, scared I was bleeding internally.

Well it turns out that it was a Mass Hemotoma and that it was pretty serious.

Serious that put me in bed for a week, which was interesting because I was completely brought back to that time in my life when I was so sick from my Eating Disorder that all I could do was lie in bed.

I started to get really depressed. I felt useless to the world, to my company, to everything.

I started to get anxious I was going to lose my job, my life, my whole world started to crumble.

It also started to mess with my body image because I was full of bruises, and looked all puffy and swollen.

It started to mess with my eating patterns,  because I didn’t have an appetite.

I started to lose my inspiration to breathe, to blog, to do anything.

I just lay in my bed feeling hopeless.

After about 3 days, I seriously slapped myself upside the head, because my head was the only thing that wasn’t bruised. My head was also the only thing acting like a dumbass.

I have not come this far in my life to lie in bed and feel sorry for myself.

Yes this was a really bad bruise gone wild, but it didn’t kill me.

I have people in my life who love me and care for me and I have too many people who look up to me and admire the work that I do for me to throw in the towel.

I know if Kobe or Bynum, or any other basketball player gets injured and can’t play it brings them down. It sucks.

However, I may be benched but I refuse to stay out of the game.

The thing is when you have been to hell, you know the next time you go, not to bring a winter jacket.

So I am all propped up on pillows with the window open, and I am back to blogging away.

I may be a girl who just got interrupted by bad luck, but that’s certainly not going to get me to shut up.