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RisibleGirl · 01-13-2008, 12:29 PM

My one and only NY resolution was no hospitals or ER in 2008. Maybe I should have made an easier resolution for myself, like lose 100 lbs in 10 days. I think I could have kept that one much easier than no hospitals.

I fainted again Friday night, and was unconscious for who knows how long. I remember looking at the clock when I got up to use the bathroom- it was 2 a.m. on the dot, and when I looked at the clock after my husband helped me to the living room- it was 2:40. I woke up in a pool of blood on the floor and in a lot of pain. The loud thud woke up my husband, and I'm sure the sight of me laying in a growing puddle of blood was not a nice sight for him.

I knew that this wasn't going to be one of those "wait until morning and see how I feel" things. I simply said, "we need to go to the E.R. right now".

We got in fairly quickly, actually. Maybe it was the open head wound and they didn't want me leaving a trail of blood for them to clean up.

Since I seem to have landed directly on top of my head (how? HOW did I manage to do that), it did something to my neck and right shoulder. I can't move my head more than 2 inches in any direction.

They did a CT scan on my head and neck and an x-ray on my wrist. Nothing was broken- although I don't believe that about the wrist- I believe I *DID* break something in that wrist or arm and will go have that checked again.

Today, I'm starting to show bruising on my forehead- so who knows what THATs about.

I didn't realize the gash on my head was so big. Apparently it's 4 inches long, and I'm now sporting 7 staples on top of my head. Even with pain meds via IV and the numbing shot in my head- I felt all of those staples going in. Twice, even. He first put in staples that he decided were too big, so took those out and then put in the smaller staples.

I hope this doesn't make me worse. I've been in a deep dark hole since late December and haven't been able to answer email, answer the phone, or talk to my friends. I suspect I need to have my anti-depressants adjusted.

I'm taking Monday off of work and plan to go into action on FINALLY setting up psychological intervention as well as other things I've been putting off to care for myself. Oh- and I'll call my neurologist (which, by the way, the ER doc said was the absolute BEST neurologist he's ever worked with), to see what new adventures await me.

My husband, bless his sweet soul, is now on high alert when we're in bed. The minute I get up to go to the bathroom, he's up too and walks me to wherever I need to go. He said that he's never going to let me go anywhere during the middle of the night without him. He's so sweet to me and I hate putting him through that.

I truly am considering a helmet.