Just when you think it's ok

There I was, happily minding my own business. Driving home from work late on a firday night. BAM! Someone reversing against the traffic hits me. I don't mind if my head bounces off the windscreen like a squashball. It was the fact that the seatbelt strap just happened to wrap across my scar. A scar that wraps up to my hip. Strange how everything starts to hurt days after an accident. Last night was the worst. Mind, I have dissolving stitches in there so it may well be those little blighters finger snapping their way out. Either way, i've never gone through that sort of pain. It's like getting a snapping pain or jab with a hot knife when you really don't want it.