This morning started out like any other normal day. Alarm sounded too early, I definitely didn't feel like getting out of bed and Erin was bustling around getting ready for the day. We had another appointment at the fertility doctor today so it was off to make our 7:15am appointment. On our way over there was no traffic so this was starting off to be a great day. Erin had some blood work done and then it was time for me to come in and check out the sonogram thingy (wrong word probably...but I was looking at a B&W screen with some strange looking stuff on it). Everything went well, things were looking good so it was off to finalize stuff for the rest of the week and then out to get her to the train and to work.
Well my body had other arrangements in mind. In case you didn't know, I have a huge fear of needles. Whether they be for me, someone else, in a movie, talking about it...whatever...I hate em! The last time we were there Erin was getting a tutorial on how to give herself the medicine she is on and what not. Prior to that I had given blood work for them to check a few things and for once I felt great afterwords. Up until I started to get very hot, light head and BAM! I'm passed out at the conference table. Fast forward to today...they are again talking about needles and what Erin will have to do, and how big the needles are and where she has to stick them and this and that. Well yet again I start to feel hot and light headed so I decide to go wait in the reception area. I'm trying to open up the door and this damn thing just will not open; and that's the last thing I remember.
Next thing I know I have a door next to my face, someone holding a white little tube and Erin asking if I'm OK. Me...I thought I was waking up from a dream and the whole day so far had just not been real. I'm also on the floor looking up at everyone as well. Apparently right after I went to grab the door, I went down like a sack of potato's. Falling backwards hitting my head twice; once on the metal bathroom door then a second time on the bathroom floor. I was out for what they told me was about 6 seconds or so and in that time I snored like an "old man" and my eyes were wide open as well. They had to revive me with smelling salts and I do have to say if it wasn't for that, I'm not sure I would have woken up as quick as I did. So now you know me...I'm just going to get up and move on with the day right...NOT so much. The amount of pain in my head, neck, shoulders and lower back was not fun.
They of course had called the ambulance to come and bring me to the ER. Again, I'm thinking I'll get up, they'll put me in a wheel chair and I'll get in the ambulance. Again...not so much. They bring in the board, stretcher, neck brace...everything! As if my pride isn't destroyed enough at this point, now I'm going to get wheeled out of here on a stretcher, with a neck brace and to boot, in front of a whole reception room filled with women. Shoot me now...
Luckily I remembered where I was, my name and all those good questions they ask you when you get in the ambulance and go to the ER. Erin and I sat in my room at the ER while I had blood work done, not 1 but 2 EKG's, not 1 but 2 saline drips and a cat scan! So all in all it was an awesome day for me. The 7 hours at the ER consisted of those things along with about 10 different takings of my vitals and waiting for my blood pressure to get back to normal. Right now I'm feeling a little better, head and neck are killing me and my pride is shot...luckily we get to go back to the fertility doctor on Friday and I get to see everyone again.
Well that's the story...we'll see what happens the rest of the week. On a final note...Let's Go Devils! I would like to see Game 5 in person.
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