Ok, so I went to work tonight, and who knew how it would turn out. I was getting something out of a storage closet, and BAM. Door. Door meets eyebrow. As I slide down the door and laid there, I knew I did a number on myself. Blood coming down the eye.. Swelling closing my eye. Ay yay yay...

I tried to make the best of it. Cleaned out the wound... Washed up.. It did not last too long. Nausea, and that feeling you get when the dentist puts you on the gas, and one hell of an 'ice cream headache' took its toll.

So I went to the ER. They were on the way to fast tracking me out, clean the wound, tetanus shot, and an aspirin. But, as were were discussing what happened, they put me in an exam room, and the fast track turned into almost 3 hours of waiting, tests, and loopiness.

I had my first cat scan. Weird. I almost threw up due to the vertigo. I was already having that monwalk feeling and then to have my head locked in as I was jerked back and forth into some donut spinning around me. I was suprised that nothing was wrong with my brain... (I think many would argue that machine must have been malfunctioning.. lol)

So during all this they gave me a vicadin. There is a reason I am not one who does drugs. Hell, cold medicine messes with me. They wouldn't let me leave until they saw my ride arrive.

What the nurse or myself didn't know was that my ride had enjoyed the Saturday eveing to the fullest. Well, at least my friend was smart enough to have a sober friend of hers drive.

So I finally got home.. Had some food.. Then I looked at my injury that caused such a pain.. The swelling is going down so much it looks almost normal. The gash has closed and is now just a small cut.

Much ado about nothing... I'll take it.. I got a lot to do this week.