Perfect timing

In the midst of the tremendous PPE event over "Chairman Mao's Little Red Shop of Horrors", I slipped through the cracks.  No one was able to accompany me into the ER, and I really needed someone with me on that trip, come to find out.

I wrote about busting my noodle last Saturday.  The ER doc mashed around to see if there was a soft spot, glued the gash shut, and the staff gave me a wound care handout.  I followed that scrupulously.

RESULT:

Small, weird headaches that came and went (allergies?), a little occasional nausea, some tiredness, lack of stamina to work at home after a day at work.  A touch of brain fog.  Woke up during the night a few times, every day since.  No deal breakers, just a little off.

Until yesterday. 

Ever get irritated when you lay down to sleep?  I did.  Brain fog was worse.  Strange to have to work to think.  Being on the inside of that was not easy.  I never have to work at thinking.

Quick curbside doctor visit this am.  I could get used to the nurses coming out to the truck to take my vitals and visit.  Although it can't be comfortable being dressed in a Hefty bag. Quick field sobriety test, and I passed.  Doc said "go home, no work today or next week."  "REST, you should have been advised to take this week off to rest up after taking a shot to the head." 

What a charlie foxtrot. 

John was right, as we get older, minor injuries are a thing of the past.

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