I spent 3.5 hours at the ER today. They said I could go to this part of the ER called “fast track” but apparently there isn’t anything fast about “fast track.” The waiting room was full of people with mysterious illnesses. My poor Mom was with me and she’s suffering from the 24 hour bug that’s making its way around our family. First Double B and Finn, then Doke, and now my Mom. Me? I’ve got a mild concussion so I feel nauseous and light headed and not hungry most days since I cracked my head on that stupid stool. I got my stitches out though. It hurt since they were tied into my hair in some spots. I could take that discomfort if I could just stop feeling queasy. The nurse said I could feel this way up to 3 weeks. Um, no! I don’t want to feel like this one day more.
I’ll tell you one thing, in the midst of all this I feel grateful for my relative health. If this is all I have to complain about? I’m pretty lucky. I feel bad for everyone who has had to put up with me though because I have been cranky and irritable and not myself. I’ve missed two shows from this stupid virus (last Thursday with The Fella and tonight with my sis and mom for a holiday show) with pre-purchased tickets no less! This hasn’t been the best holiday season for us. Too much sickness.
I am glad the holidays are almost over. I just want it to be the new year. I need a fresh start. I just want to feel healthy again. I can tell you one thing- there are going to be some serious changes to how I live my life.