Everything went pretty well yesterday until I got out of the shower.
I forgot that I had the air conditioner going and started blow drying my hair on the back of my head when the breaker went off. Of course, I’m freaking out because Kenny is not home yet and he has to reset the breaker inside his basement. Then I thought about the breaker box inside my trailer and it turns out that MY breaker is the one that needs to be reset.
Then I went in the kitchen to make one more cup of Mississippi Mud and banged my forehead on my kitchen cabinet. I thought I was going to hit the floor. Then I felt something warm running down my nose and blood dripping in the sink. Took me a good 20 minutes to get the bleeding to stop. It didn’t look like I tore any of the stitches, but I looked pretty scary in the mirror.
Being hard headed and stubborn as always. I managed to get cleaned up and go to work.
After about two hours I started to feel really bad and my forehead was throbbing and told Wilber that I needed to leave and go home.
I met my dear son that was walking down the street to check on me right after I left. I picked him up and took him back home. I wanted to stay and talk a bit, but I was really, really feeling bad and just needed to get my ass home.
When I got there I took some pain meds and went to sleep.
This morning I felt great. Went on 3 car chases, but by 11 AM I started to feel like crap again. The last two times I got up out of the Evil Twin I felt really dizzy and had to sit back down. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw that my forehead was a bit swollen.
I hurried up and got my butt back home. Lasted there for about an hour. Called in sick at work this time instead of being stubborn and going anyway. I laid down and fell asleep for a good 3 hours…..until the heat woke me up.
Still feel shitty. The swelling has gone down. I want a cup of coffee. Oh well….wonder what tomorrow will bring.
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