I still can't get the pictures off my phone, but my kid probably can, once I pin him down. I love Geico. It's been nothing but a pleasure. They took care of everything. I don't have a car, but the process could have been a lot worse. Probably the reason I've stuck with them for so long.
My car was totaled. The Verizon truck's trailer hitch went through the radiator and pushed the engine back until it hit the fire wall. When I went down to get my stuff out of the trunk, the collision guy showed me where they had to pry it apart to get the mileage counter out, and where the engine compartment peeled away from the frame. He also showed me where my knee had gone through the kick panel.
Funny how I didn't feel that.
I still don't, even though I have a bruise the size of an egg on my kneecap.
Adrenaline and determination kept me going for the last couple of days and abruptly ran out. I crashed like an elephant in a Ferris Wheel. Eighteen hours, straight through. My chest still hurts, and the marks on my shoulder look like rope burns. I also have badly bruised ribs, elbows, wrists and thumbs.
I'm glad I took pictures, because I've had to show them each time people ask why I'm moving so slow. Not that "I" think I'm moving too slow. I'm still faster than a lot of people, but it's been a long day and I really need to lie down.