After a bit, Tom helped me to sit up and then to stand and he helped me into the car and we continued on to the store because I'm silly and stubborn and insisted I was okay and I really wanted that 3-hole puncher (which is the reason we were going into town in the first place). I was crazy dizzy and had this really cool tunnel vision that actually wasn’t so cool at all. We made a couple of stops but I don’t remember much.
We came home and after a while, I still was not feeling well so I took a nap. I don’t know how long I napped but when I woke up, well that’s when all the fun began!
Tom had bought me a piece of furniture while we were out, but I had no recollection of it. He said he had shown it to me, but I was really happy when I walked into the room and saw it. (I thought it was the first time I was seeing it.) It’s a desk with a fold-down drawer like I have always found really neat. But I think the memory loss and repeated conversations kind of worried Tom. I guess before my nap, we had also had a conversation about taxes, which I do not remember either.
So, Monday morning, as soon as I got to work, I went down to the ER. I was holding on to the walls to walk and I could not look in front of me or the tunnel vision threw me off balance something fierce. I could not look side to side or up and down or everything kept moving so I was fairly limited with range of motion. The dizziness was crazy! I have never been much of a drinker to the point of being drunk, but I kind of thought that must be what it feels like. The ER doctor performed some neurological maneuvers, had me get a CT scan, gave me some medication for the dizziness (which did not help at all) and told me I had quite the lovely concussion. He took me out of work, sent me home with a note to see my own doctor in a few days and we would evaluate then when/if I would go back to work but to expect to be out of work for a while.
In the meantime, no computer, no TV, no reading...pretty much nothing that stimulates the brain. Low light (means I wear sunglasses almost all the time, even at night.) Lots of sleeping, lots of just having the eyes closed and wishing the world would stop spinning for just a moment.
I have always been an overachiever. I have always given 110% at everything…even at falling on my goofy head apparently and giving myself a spectacular concussion!
…if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes, I apologize. You have no idea the difficulty I have simply processing what I want to type and then re-reading things right now.