Ok... I don't know what's going on in my own body... yeah, that's scary.
I've been waiting for about 4 hours today at the Emergency Room, because I thought I had a cerebral concussion. Friday, at my job, I walked too fast to serve a customer and I just knocked myself out on a nightgown rack. I fell, and my coworker did whatever she could to help (made me sit on the bestest chair we have, gave me some towels with cold water to prevent it from swelling).
On the moment, I just felt the pain in my forehead, and was just scared about how it would react physically because I had a shoot the next day (yeah, I was super superficial, just thinking about how I would look). Anyway, I wasn't feeling that bad, just a little shocked since I was at work and everything. A customer told me that if I started to have nauseas or really bad headaches, I should immediatly show up to the E.R.
Saturday was nice, as stated in my last post. It wasn't bugging me, and everything went fine. But on Sunday, at work I had to sit on that chair, because everytime I was standing too long, I started feeling bad. I thought it was something I ate and me just being really tired, but even after work, I was invited to my Mother's for dinner, and I was totally vedge. Same yesterday, I couldn't go out of bed and was completely unable to go to school (you can't cut hair if you can't stand up). But on yesterday's night, the pain really started. My head is now just big bullet, which I carried to the E.R today.
I didn't want to go at first. This morning was very scary. I was scared of everything, from taking the walk to the hospital to the big white lights there, and all the crap related to hospitals. We finally went. It's discuting there, it has been so long I haven't been in an hospital. People are just assholes all the way. The only person that was good to me, exept my lovely boyfriend who even brought me my book, something to draw and a big poutine, was *hopefully* the doctor who saw me. I even laugh a few second with her, while she was testing my nervous reactions, because I had to touch from my nose to her finger to my nose to her finger the fastest I could. Yeah, that was my funny moment of the day.
I have to return now, tomorrow at 8:30 (that's way too early), and I'm scared of what's next. I hope it won't bug me again in all the accomplishments I'm trying to make. I'm way too busy for being unhealthy. Whatever... We'll see.
Otherwise, you still can look at the pics (HERE) that were took on Saturday, the one big good day between all that crap.
Good night.
xox
I've been waiting for about 4 hours today at the Emergency Room, because I thought I had a cerebral concussion. Friday, at my job, I walked too fast to serve a customer and I just knocked myself out on a nightgown rack. I fell, and my coworker did whatever she could to help (made me sit on the bestest chair we have, gave me some towels with cold water to prevent it from swelling).
On the moment, I just felt the pain in my forehead, and was just scared about how it would react physically because I had a shoot the next day (yeah, I was super superficial, just thinking about how I would look). Anyway, I wasn't feeling that bad, just a little shocked since I was at work and everything. A customer told me that if I started to have nauseas or really bad headaches, I should immediatly show up to the E.R.
Saturday was nice, as stated in my last post. It wasn't bugging me, and everything went fine. But on Sunday, at work I had to sit on that chair, because everytime I was standing too long, I started feeling bad. I thought it was something I ate and me just being really tired, but even after work, I was invited to my Mother's for dinner, and I was totally vedge. Same yesterday, I couldn't go out of bed and was completely unable to go to school (you can't cut hair if you can't stand up). But on yesterday's night, the pain really started. My head is now just big bullet, which I carried to the E.R today.
I didn't want to go at first. This morning was very scary. I was scared of everything, from taking the walk to the hospital to the big white lights there, and all the crap related to hospitals. We finally went. It's discuting there, it has been so long I haven't been in an hospital. People are just assholes all the way. The only person that was good to me, exept my lovely boyfriend who even brought me my book, something to draw and a big poutine, was *hopefully* the doctor who saw me. I even laugh a few second with her, while she was testing my nervous reactions, because I had to touch from my nose to her finger to my nose to her finger the fastest I could. Yeah, that was my funny moment of the day.
I have to return now, tomorrow at 8:30 (that's way too early), and I'm scared of what's next. I hope it won't bug me again in all the accomplishments I'm trying to make. I'm way too busy for being unhealthy. Whatever... We'll see.
Otherwise, you still can look at the pics (HERE) that were took on Saturday, the one big good day between all that crap.
Good night.
xox
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It would be great on a shirt. Or wrapped around a coffee mug!
Hope you're feeling better today.
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Ce sont des soires mixtes mais organises par des filles qui aiment pas mal les filles je pense.
Et je suis sur TOUS les flyers des Clito Rise uuuuh.
J'espre que tu vas mieux. J'ai donn le petit top Miamaze hier elle tait contente.
Je pensais quand il fait moins froid et que je bosse plus comme une dingo, viens-donc souper la maison avec ton chri pis j'inviterai Genie et Martin.
Je cuisine bien a sera fun, si Arielle est dans le coin on la convie aussi.
(ophelie-desperate-housewife)