Oh, Hi! What have YOU been up to?

The doctor's exact words were, "You've definitely been concussed. We need to get a scan of your brain and we should probably x-ray that elbow too."   If I hadn't been feeling like crap, I'm sure I could have come up with something witty to say...  but the problem is that my wits seem to have taken an extended vacation. As in, I live in a dense fog these days where thinking is nearly impossible and my family members give me funny looks that seem to say, "Oh that poor woman. It's sad that she sounds so crazy."

Two days ago, while doing my normal household chores, I slipped on a video game case and took a tumble down some stairs, whacking the back of my head so hard that I forgot some fairly important things. (Where I work, for example.) As the day went on, my symptoms got worse and worse.. until I was feeling so horrible that I wanted to find a nice doctor to make me feel better. I wasn't asking for much.. I didn't expect anyone to make me feel great, or to erase the angry, purple and black bruise from my elbow (Hubby says it looks like I hit a train with my elbow) .. I was just desperate for the pressure in my head to ease up, for the nausea to subside, and for the freakin fog to lift from my muddled thoughts. No such luck though. All the doctor could do was reassure us that there was no bleeding in my noggin and then slap us with the news that this could take 6 weeks to recover from. Seriously??

Yesterday was beyond rough.  Severe pain, dizziness, nausea, and very confused thoughts. Tears of frustration were constant, but throughout it all, my sweet family took such loving care of me.  I'm a lucky girl.  Hubby timed and brought me my meds and he even drilled a hole in my water bottle cap so that a straw would fit just right, making it easier to sip from bed - Madi and Emily went out and bought dinner which Madi later cooked and cleaned up after - Carley, Linzie and Abby checked on me frequently, attending to my every need. So if you have to have a concussion, my house is a pretty good place to spend your recovery time.. just sayin'!

The trick now is to "ride it out" without getting overly frustrated. There's so much I want to be doing... spending time with my family and gardening, of course, is right up there at the top. But I can't be up and about quite yet because of the dizziness. Interestingly, I can't watch television either. My eyes won't track the images on the screen and my brain has difficulty interpreting what is going on.  They tell me that the recovery period is 6 weeks...  SIX WEEKS! Yikes.

I'm so grateful to my family for taking such good care of me. I'm lucky to be surrounded by loving girls and my Hubby (who can be a butthead at times, but really comes through when I need him!).  Now I just need my noggin-jello to heal so that I can feel normal again.  Normal?  What's that??