Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Concussion or Insomnia??...I'm too dizzy and anxious to look it up...

I feel like lately I've been blogging list stuff and Project 365 stuff. If anything cool happens on any given day I take a picture of it and then save the story for Sunday night. I'm not sure if I should keep it that way or try and tell more stories during the week and then repeat them on Sunday. I want the story on the 265 post because I'm going to make a scrapbook of all the pictures and details and it'll be easier to get the info from the week post rather than find stories throughout each week. But I'm going to tell you what happened a few hours ago right now, and those of you who keep up on this blog you'll see a similar story on the Sunday 365 post.

I'm awake right now because my dad has got me worried about maybe having a concussion and so I'm afraid to go to sleep. Here's what happened.

This is a (now) funny story, but at the time kinda scary. I bought Paul's wedding ring at the same place he bought mine. Payne Anthony at Trolley Square. It came in this week so we went to pick it up tonight. We'd gotten the ring and done a little shopping and we were on our way down a flight of stairs. There was a banister down the middle and he was on one side and I was on the other. I was a step or two ahead of him and I noticed him boosting himself up on the banister to slide down. He quickly lost his balance and began to fall backwards. I tried to reach back and grab his arm but was too late. He wrapped one arm and one leg around the banister to try and make the impact a little lighter but as a result his entire body quickly swung under and his other leg flipped over the top and he kicked me in the head. It hurt so bad! So, so bad. I blacked out for a second and the grabbed the railing on the other side. I started to cry and was breathing weird. He jumped up and grabbed onto me to see if I was ok. It was a crazy feeling. It took a few minutes to pull out of it and get my vision back in focus, but I seem to be alright. Poor Paul felt SO bad, and he hurt his ankle bad. He's pretending it doesn't hurt because he's so sad about hurting me, but I can tell it's hurt. We went back to his apartment and I took some pills. I felt like I kept going cross eyed and then my back kinda started to hurt. My head had (has) a lot of pressure and above my left eye is tender. I kinda feel like a turtle in a shell and I can't get my head and neck fully extended out of my body. Everything is kinda compressed. I think we'll both be ok. I'll let you know if we're not. I'm really glad I don't have a black eye or a missing tooth, but on the other hand I kinda wish there was SOME evidence of the pain to make the story better and more real sounding. At Paul's house I kept pretending like I was tipping over and that I couldn't remember his name. He didn't think it was too funny. Later I mentioned that we should go see if there are any surveillance tapes at the mall. I really want to see how it all happened. The crazy, random, really painful accidents are always the funniest to watch.

In other news:

Living with the parents til the wedding is going well. We have a lot of fun.

The ice and snow on this nice spring morning caused me to ask Paul if we can move to California sooner rather than later, but when the sun came out I decided I'm ok for a while longer.

Speaking of California, we're going there Friday morning til Sunday night to try and get the Cali reception details all worked out. I'm a little stressed about it, but I'm feeling like it'll go ok.

And speaking of wedding, I really love planning. I get all caught up about the weirdest details. For a while it was rehearsal dinner favors, and this week its wheatgrass and green candy.

Ok, I think I'll try and go to sleep now. I'm sure I'm fine, but just to be sure my dad informed me that he'll be checking on me before he goes to work at 6:30, and I'm sure I won't go back to sleep after that so I better try and get a couple good hours in. (I'll be tired, but I'm glad he cares.) Good night...

3 comments:

Bryon said...

So I guess you guys are really "head over heals" for each other...cha ching. I fought the urge for like two days to write that... I was hoping somebody else would lame out and write it.

Cat said...

soooo are you still alive??? i really, really hope so! :)

Randi said...

I am saddened by your hurtings but I couldn't help but chuckle. The visual in my head of the event is great.