Breath is a ware that will not keep
It’s good to be awake. Really, it is. Being that I’ve had so little of that during the past two days. Collapsing on the el and then having doctors poke and prod at you for a couple hours will do that to you.
Yes, in one of my more highly embarrassing moments of life, I collapsed/fainted/passed out/whatever-you-want-to-call-it, on the Brown Line during Monday morning rush-hour on my way into work.
The fun thing is that I was standing on a very crowded train. The whopping 10 seconds or so between when my vision started blurring and when I went down didn’t give me a whole lot of time to move anywhere. I don’t remember falling, I just remember being on the floor...of the el. Gross. I hope they decontaminated me on the way the hospital. Digressions aside, I probably fell on somebody. Maybe not, though, the el was just entering the Washington/Wells station so maybe enough people moved to get off the train that I didn’t fall on somebody, they just had to step over me to get out.
Still, 3 paramedics, 1 ambulance ride and 2 doctors later, I have once again been declared a healthy Doby. My blood pressure and heart rate are back to normal! yay! I gave them Dr. B’s number in Columbus so they could talk to him since he saw me after this happened the last time. And now I’m going to have to dig back through my LJ to see exactly when that was...I know I wrote about it. Anyway, they didn’t have more of a clue than Dr. B. did about what happened, but life goes on.
Either way, once I released on Monday adabamm drove my sorry butt home. We went out to lunch (where I’m sure I looked the walking dead; correction: hungry walking dead) and then I went home and straight to bed. For the rest of the day. I woke up the next morning and was feeling okay so into work I went. Yawning my way through the entire day; guess what I did after work? Come on, guess. Slept. Yep, from 6 p. Tuesday till 6:32 a. Wednesday Doby was peacefully sleeping away. So I’m looking forward to doing something else tonight…besides the pile of laundry that is towering in my closet.
I can only be amused by this next part, though, otherwise I would be scared. I’ve worked at the AHA since 3/16/06. My health insurance doesn’t start until 5/1/06. That means everything they did Monday is going to be paid for by...me. Not that I can afford that several-thousand dollar hospital bill, so I’m not going to worry. I’ll make arrangements with Northwestern when the time comes. Poo.
Yes, in one of my more highly embarrassing moments of life, I collapsed/fainted/passed out/whatever-you-want-to-call-it, on the Brown Line during Monday morning rush-hour on my way into work.
The fun thing is that I was standing on a very crowded train. The whopping 10 seconds or so between when my vision started blurring and when I went down didn’t give me a whole lot of time to move anywhere. I don’t remember falling, I just remember being on the floor...of the el. Gross. I hope they decontaminated me on the way the hospital. Digressions aside, I probably fell on somebody. Maybe not, though, the el was just entering the Washington/Wells station so maybe enough people moved to get off the train that I didn’t fall on somebody, they just had to step over me to get out.
Still, 3 paramedics, 1 ambulance ride and 2 doctors later, I have once again been declared a healthy Doby. My blood pressure and heart rate are back to normal! yay! I gave them Dr. B’s number in Columbus so they could talk to him since he saw me after this happened the last time. And now I’m going to have to dig back through my LJ to see exactly when that was...I know I wrote about it. Anyway, they didn’t have more of a clue than Dr. B. did about what happened, but life goes on.
Either way, once I released on Monday adabamm drove my sorry butt home. We went out to lunch (where I’m sure I looked the walking dead; correction: hungry walking dead) and then I went home and straight to bed. For the rest of the day. I woke up the next morning and was feeling okay so into work I went. Yawning my way through the entire day; guess what I did after work? Come on, guess. Slept. Yep, from 6 p. Tuesday till 6:32 a. Wednesday Doby was peacefully sleeping away. So I’m looking forward to doing something else tonight…besides the pile of laundry that is towering in my closet.
I can only be amused by this next part, though, otherwise I would be scared. I’ve worked at the AHA since 3/16/06. My health insurance doesn’t start until 5/1/06. That means everything they did Monday is going to be paid for by...me. Not that I can afford that several-thousand dollar hospital bill, so I’m not going to worry. I’ll make arrangements with Northwestern when the time comes. Poo.