In anticipation of bad weather, I went to the grocery store before noon and purchased a bunch of things that didn’t require cooking. Peanut Butter, Bread, Chips, Salsa, Cereal, cheeses, deli meat, some hotdogs and bratwursts (we do have a gas starter on our fireplace with real wood!).
I got home from work around 5:30 and took the dogs out. While on the street, I grabbed our mail, and my neighbor’s mail. He’s 96, and we try to look out for him. Walking across his porch, I immediately slipped on ice, hitting my head on the brick porch. I was unconscious for a second, waking up to Audrey (the new puppy) licking my face. Chet never got his mail. I was totally out of it. I couldn’t tell what was going on. I thought I was still floating – but it turns out that I was just pressed again a sheet of ice. I couldn’t see out of one eye. A lens had popped out of my glasses. I crawled around and found it. And discovered that my favorite pair of glasses, a $600 pair of Alain Miklis, were broken. The pair that I wear every day. The first casualty of the week. I practically crawled back to the house and tried to regain my senses.
I knew before the weather got really bad that I needed to refill my aquariums, and make sure everything was O.K. with them. So, I added water, fed the fish, and just about then Jill came home, and took me over to the E.R. I remembered having a concussion in second or third grade, so I was hoping to not have to experience that again. I’d rather deal with it now, instead of having problems during inclement weather.
We made it to the E.R. shortly after 6 p.m. They ran a CT of my head, and an X-ray of my right arm. Nothing visible on either, and no bleeding out of orifices. The jury was out on having a concussion, but I was warned that my head would hurt for a while. (Sure enough, my neck is killing me, my head has been aching, and my torso is just plain sore). My right arm was in alot of pain but the diagnosis was that I pulled some tendons.
The staff and doctors were really nice, and the shot I received in my butt didn’t even hurt. We left around 10 p.m.
We made it home around 10:30 p.m. and ate the pizza that Jill brought home hours earlier. I went to bed shortly thereafter.
and we did a 360 on the ice and smashed into a tree trying to get to the hospital.