Get well Sir. I've been to that place in life back in 1988, similar situation with a car and nowhere to go... after getting healed up, 24 years and 9 bikes later, I may be there again, but I hope not. If I dig deep down inside, I know she's just a piece of metal sprinkled with some bits of plastic, but I also know that she's part of who I am and I hate to see her all twisted and scraped up. It takes a while to recover. You will.