I started physical therapy for the arm yesterday and it felt great to exercise it for a bit. I'll be going three times a week for about 4-6 weeks. I've tried exercising it at home a bit as well and I think I'm making a little bit of progress. I just saw the dentist today and it doesn't look like any of my teeth are fractured. I just have to go back in a few weeks and he'll take x-rays if nothing has changed there.
Oh yeah, and I'm dealing with some depression too. I don't know if it's post-traumatic or post-partum or anything like that, but it's been getting to me, especially in the last week or so. Seriously, I'll sometimes find myself crying at the drop of a hat. Maybe it's hitting me how lucky I am that I wasn't hurt any more seriously or killed. My mom told me that God is watching over me and has great plans for me. I do believe her - especially in the way I've bounced back (thus far). Everyone has been so supportive of me. I've gotten cards, e-cards, flowers, books, a teddy bear, sweets (mostly cookies and chocolate), nice little emails with stories, etc. The support of my family and friends has really touched me. I really don't know what to say except for Thank You All So Much.
On Tuesday I'll be heading down with my parents to Cape May, NJ for a short vacation (till Sat.). I think going away for a bit will help take my mind off all of this and help me feel a little better, at least I'm hoping.