One year ago today, I was hit by a truck.
You read that correctly.
It was, by far, the most memorable thing that happened to me while living in Tallahassee.
Here's the story: I went to the Publix on the corner of Park and Blair Stone specifically because I wanted to avoid the frenzy at Clublix*. I bought several large tubs of cole slaw and some soda for a medical school volleyball tournament and managed to make it out of the store in about 10 minutes. Little did I know that treachery in the form of a brown Chevy pickup was waiting... nay, stalking me in the parking lot. I walked to my car... I was steps away... BAM! I'm on the ground with my left knee bent at an angle that would challenge even the seasoned Cirque du Soleil performer. I hobbled around for a week with a presumed sprain, but it turned out to be a half-tear of my MCL.
This was NOT funny for a solid two months after the incident. I wore a brace and wasn't able to make my bed, go grocery shopping or wear actual pants until spring break. A serious case of self pity also accompanied the injury, along with a helpful reminder of which people I could really count on when I needed to cry or change the cat litter.
Now I can't tell this story without laughing to the point of crying. I like watching people try not to giggle and make faces of feigned horror when they picture me going down like a sack of potatoes. But, I still have yet to buy any more of that damned cole slaw.
*Clublix: The Publix location on Ocala Road where only the most beautiful FSU students buy their organic chicken and PBR.
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