Wednesday I was attacked by mom’s walker.
|Looks innocent enough, doesn't it?|
While getting it out of my trunk it opened up and one of the handles smacked me square on the bridge of my nose.
I saw stars without the help of this telescope.
|Remember this baby - where are the boys when you need them, eh!|
I iced my face for forty minutes.
Tough chick that I am… I sucked it up and carried on.
I felt good enough, the next day, to do a quick sketch of Bushman's chocolate dog, Gunner, when he was a puppy. So cute... here, take a look.
|A quick sketch - seems my right brain was doing okay after the attack!|
Then came today. (this would be Friday)
I was out in the garden - edging, mowing, raking and sweeping; I noticed my balance and concentration were off kilter for most of my time out there.
Even Thursday evening I noticed my focus (while writing “W”) was all over the map - to the point where I thought… must lay of the sauce. (poor Ginny felt a little rejected by my refusal to top her up)
During my gardening I took a phone call from my accountant and told him I was feeling a bit “out to lunch” - he thought I should go to the local emergency ward.
I did as he suggested - in light of the tragic death of Natasha Richardson - I figured better safe than sorry.
I hopped a bus to the emergency - about 10 min. from my house. (I had driven Thursday but hadn't felt all that smooth behind the wheel, truth be told)
After a bit of a wait this very appealing doctor, with the best chair-side manners, attended me.
Extensive tests were done and it was determined I had a concussion and needed to deal with it.
Dealing with it means not playing on my computer until all hours of the night thereby resting my eyes and my head.
Therefore - Y and Z will be repeats from 2011 - besides I like them both and you will too. You will, and if not - fake it! I'll need all the love and support I can get after what I've been through. (talk about milking a dry cow)
Thanks for understanding.
And… the funny thing is trying to type, even yesterday I noticed, the amount of typos were out of this world. I have pretty good typing skills - but right now every word - yes, every word, is spelled wrong. Sucks!! (okay, that one I spelled right)
Thank goodness for the backspace button… if only I could backspace to before the attack of the walker!
If you’ve had a concussion tell me how you dealt with it?