A long walk (part 2)

Part 2 of A long walk

So there I lay on the floor in my kitchen.  Apparently I was able to call my daughter’s name before I collapsed.  When I “came to”, she was crying, yelling my name, and attempting to clean up the blood on my face and legs.  She told me she had called 911 and asked me what had happened.

The paramedics arrived quickly and suggested that I let them take me to the hospital.  NO!!!!!! This was not my first rodeo, and besides that how would I get home and who would stay with my daughter?  After passing their “awareness tests”: “What day is today? What’s your name? Where are you? Who is the president?”, they gave me a list of symptoms to watch out for and left.

I let Thing Two put a contraption like this on my face/head for a few days, and I slept ALOT. ( being woken up by someone every couple of hours as the paramedics recommended)  After about a week, I was left with remnants of a black eye, the swelling of my chin in the above picture and a bit of road rash on my hands and knee.

I tried to begin walking again after a couple of weeks, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave the house on foot.  I was terrified that I would fall again and wouldn’t be able to make it back up.  My neighbors and my kids had done enough “babysitting” ,and I didn’t want to be a burden any longer.  I found myself on Amazon ordering a complete set of protection gear including hand/wrist guards and knee and elbow pads, but it would take a couple days to arrive.

 Time for a road trip

Thing two went to stay with a friend for a couple days, and I hired someone to dog sit for the weekend.  As I was making the 3 hour drive to Einstein’s current house, I started to get a headache.  I popped a couple advil and continued on my way. (Advil tablets are a permanent staple in my purse, along with bandaids, xanax etc)

When I arrived at Einstein’s I immediately went to lay down and fell asleep quickly.  My MS Bladder woke me up after about an hour and I tried to sit up.  TRIED being the operative word.  My head felt like it was going to explode, and I quickly laid back down.  What the fuck was that?!?!?!?

After lying there for a few moments, the pain in my head disappeared and my bladder started screaming again.  Once more I tried to sit up.  This time my head did explode in the form of projectile vomiting.  I managed to crawl into the bathroom, empty my bladder, and slept on the floor for the next few hours.

When I woke up, I cleaned myself and the mess up and crawled back into bed, where I stayed for the next two days.

What the fuck kind of ‘flu’ is this?  Why did my head want to blow up everytime I sat up, and then the pain go away almost as soon as I laid back down?  How was I going to get back home?

to be continued……