Crash

Woe is me. I'm coming home from a really stressy day at work. Stopped dead at a roundabout waiting for a safe distance to pull out then WHAM. I get hit in the back by a BIG white van. The driver got out and was very nice and helpful, which was good because I was a bit shaky and hopeless. The damage is quite extensive and my neck and shoulder and weirdly let hurts. The exhaust is also blowing a bit so I wonder if it was pushed a bit. And tonight I'm really tired and headachy and a bit spaced out.
The nice man was quite good looking though, he had a coldplay cd in the van but was unfortunately married. Why are all the fanciable ones married? He followed me home to check I got home ok. Nice man.
I had to ring one of my best friends for a bit of reassurance.
Poor Trin. Woe is me. Send Sympathy.