Concussion

To end out that busy busy Sunday I fell and got a concussion.  I have never had one before and they are NOT unpleasant!  We were doing our usual routine of checking on kids before going to bed but this time... it was almost out of a bad movie.  I stubbed my toe on the corner of something so I was hopping around trying to catch my balance from that.  Once I finally did I put my other foot it was on something slippery from them playing dress up and my feet shot straight out from underneath me.  I didn't have time to do anything but fall on my head.  I did land on my hip and my elbow, and I ended up hitting my elbow in such a way that it went numb so I thought I might've broken my arm or something.  I hit it the day before so badly that it made me want to throw up it hurt so much, so to land on it again, wasn't awesome.  I laid there and just started sobbing, which was a good and bad thing. Good thing because I didn't black out... bad thing because, well, I was laying on the ground sobbing.  Poor Duder heard me and came down to see if I was OK.  He went and got me all his pals and blankets that make him feel better along with an ice cube.  It was very sweet.  I ended up laying there for awhile until G told me that I shouldn't lay on the cold floor for too long.  I felt like such an old lady because I was sore from landing on my hip and elbow.  I didn't even end up checking on Lucy who slept through the whole ordeal!

G has had concussions before so he knew what to do.  We didn't go to urgent care because I didn't black out, and i wasn't sure that my insurance was going to cover that.  He pretty much told me that I was going to feel severely hung over for the next week, at least, and he said he was going to keep waking me up every few hours... The ringing in my ears, the sensitivity to sound and light and the persistent need to vomit was awful.  I had that until the next day but then I felt better later on Monday night.  I cancelled all my activities because I honestly couldn't stay awake long enough to do anything.  Trying to focus on things hurt so badly...

Since he has had concussions before he knew what to expect, and as always, he was wonderful.  He cancelled some meetings Monday so that he could be home and then on Tuesday Jane came over for a bit while he was teaching to help.  I felt so lame... the kids lunched on whatever they found in the pantry, healthy or not.  I thought I would be better sooner than I was, but I wasn't.  It was quite debilitating.  I don't know how people live in chronic pain and have such a positive outlook on life.  I was sleeping something like 16 hours a day... it was intense.  I felt like such a loser because Dude asked G why I was sleeping so much and was home but not around... it sucked.

My first outing was on Thursday night because we planned to go to the zoo boo with Ingrid weeks before, but that was pushing it still.  Even three weeks later my head physically hurts other touch and I have a harder time focusing when I'm tired... it's serious business and I'm glad that there were people around making sure that I was resting and taking care of myself.

JVG