I do not have strep.
I came out of the doctor's office after a rapid culture disease-free.
And then I hit someone in the parking lot.
Okay, I didn't hit the person directly, thank goodness. Just the back of their bumper. We were both pulling out at the same time from opposite directions and I never saw the little black car. Fortunately, the damage was greater to my bumper than to his. Even more fortunately, the man was very, very nice. Or maybe I just looked very, very pathetic. Either way, he seemed much more concerned about my emotional condition than his bumper. I gave him my phone number, but he wouldn't bother with insurance information. I drove away shaking and then burst into tears.
Yes, full-throated sobs over a car bumper.
I think that's known as "absolutely-the-last-straw-that-my-back-can-handle".
I'm better now, both physically and emotionally.
The bumper is still crunched.