At four o'clock in the morning on Tuesday, I fell asleep on the floor with my legs folded under me. The next thing I remember The Old Man is beside me telling me I had crashed to the floor and hit my head.
I was beside the Baby's crib, waiting for her to fall back asleep. I must have fallen asleep in a weird position, gotten up too fast to take a shower, and then passed out.
The nurse on the phone told me to go the emergency room because they didn't know why I fell. When I tried to tell her that I knew why I fell, she didn't listen.
So I didn't go.
But I went to the doctor yesterday. Headaches and dizziness and trouble concentrating.
He said I have concussion and whiplash. And to take Tylenol every 6 hours.
So there is no moral to this story. Other than don't kneel on the floor and then fall asleep and then sleepwalk to the shower.
Now I have my guilt trip for my daughter. I was only in labor with her 3 hours so I can't use that one.
"You made me so tired that one night I got concussion and whiplash." That'll be a good one in twenty years or so.
I'll have difficulty concentrating, headaches, dizziness and slower reflexes for a while. So mess me with don't.
HOLY COW!!! I'm glad you are mostly OK. If you guys need anything CALL, OK? HUGS. And BTW - I remember falling asleep in the rocking chair with both kids - waking up to them smiling up at me. ACK!
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