Well done, self

[jethrien]

Managed to walk backwards at full speed into a marble pillar while leading a group of clients. Bashed my head quite nicely. When one eye was a little more dialated than the other, my coworkers insisted I go to the emergenccy room. (I now owe cookies to the one who took me and sat with me for the entire time.) Three hours later, I'm officially fine.

Not how I planned to spend my day, no.

(Also, emergency room doc was super weird. Asked all the right questions, but in the oddest order and with some very random questions mixed in. And told me a delightful story about a guy who had a head injury, was released, went home and didn't get out of bed for four days, and they had to remove his arms and still haven't figured out why. Seriously, that was pretty much the entire story. Very reassuring, Mr. Doctor Man. He then assured me I'd be fine, and suggested either a Motrin or a beer.)

Comments

[trinityvixen.livejournal.com]

Eep! Glad everything worked out okay. And until you got to the part about the doctor being really insensitive about how nervous you might be about having a head injury, I was sure that he asked questions out of order as some secret process to be sure that you were actually okay. Except, yeah, not. Weirdo doctor does not make a head injury better. Take it easy!

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

It was more weird than actually disquieting. I was pretty sure at that point I was fine. (By the time I actually saw a doc, it was hours afterwards and I was feeling better, not worse.)