The crazy thing about the situation is that I was paying attention, being careful, and going slow. But none of that mattered when I hit the ice. After putting my heart back into my chest, I somehow 4-wheeled my way back on the highway and made the remainder of the terrifying drive back to Denver... right to the tire store.
The universe has given me a whole new perspective, essentially shattering my illusion of control. By over correcting, I made things worse. Note taken! I intend to relax, trust the process, be present in the moment...and change my tires more often :)