Scary night, long night

It all started out fun enough.. a few drinks with friends, boss and co-workers at the favorite watering hole. Plans were made for some vacation time next year, all was great.

Got home and things got really strange..

We'd just gotten home and were deciding on what to eat instead of the wings we almost stopped to buy, the Jbird went downstairs for something. I started having the weirdest feeling, and having read that "womens' heart attacks are different" email, I got scared. At some point, I put my coat back on, and remember starting down the stairs to call for Jay.
Next thing I knew, there were a bunch of uniformed people around me sticking little pads on my pulse points, asking me questions, and I realized I was on the floor by the laundry room at the bottom of the stairs. They said I seemed okay by their machine, but perhaps should be transported to the hospital for more tests. I couldn't tell if I was hurt, too many numb spots that I've developed lately, so they helped me upstairs to a gurney set up in our living room. From there, to the ambulance outside.. wow! so many flashing lights. I could hear the Jbird talking to our neighbor. I was still sort of shakey and frightened, and they had a hard time getting into a vein to give me something along with a bag of fluids. That's not unusual for me, I have veins that are deep and they roll. Yah, rock and roll baby, that's me.

A four/five/six,.. how long was it anyway?.. wait and tests, wait and down the hall for a CAT scan or two, wait and EKG, etc. Did you know that they can now wheel a portable xray machine into the room for a chest xray? I didn't either, that was fascinating. Anyway, hours later, another exam and the doc releases me with head injury and hematoma after-care instructions. Tests came out normal, so worries are relieved, but I was exhausted. The Jbird called into work for me, although I had texted my HR boss while waiting for the EKG, so I know they knew about me.

I've rested most of the day, but I'm still tired and going back to bed. I should be okay for work tomorrow, and I'll go see my PCP in the next few days to get all the rest of the tests looked over.

I'm okay, heads a bit sore on one side, my vision is a bit off, and I hurt in some places, and that's all temporary but that sure was scary. I'm still a bit shaky over the whole thing since these odd occurances haven't happened before, and not with a fall down the stairs.

Anyway, I'll soon be back to my old self, hopefully in time my *pre-auto incident* self.

Hugs to y'all,

R.

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Huh. I didn't realize that a part of my large waist/hip tattoo is referred to that way.
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