Oh the humiliation!!!

So do you want to hear what happened to me this weekend? Really, you do?? Well, let's just say this past Saturday goes down as the most humiliating day of my life. It's a long, long story with lots of ridiculous details that I'll do my best to leave out. So here goes:

Saturday morning I was rushing around trying to get things ready for my sister and her kids to arrive. Ryan was heading out of town for the day and I wanted to get a shower before he left. I hopped in the shower. Now our shower is in a separate little room from the rest of the bathroom. This room doesn't have a towel bar in it (hmmm...note to self...need to fix that), so I always have to remember to carry my towels in there with me. On Saturday morning I forgot. So I was getting out of the shower and realized I didn't have a towel with me.

This is when it gets good: So I walked across our ceramic tile floor dripping wet and in a split second I slipped and landed flat on my back and hit my head on the floor. Yes, it was one of those cartoon moments that happen in a Looney Toons episode or something. When I hit my head on the floor my vision went black for a minute. I don't think I blacked out and at the time I felt certain that I didn't. Now I'm not so sure.

I got up off the floor and felt fine except for my throbbing head. I got dressed, put make-up on and headed downstairs. I mentioned the incident to Ryan and he even said "do you think it's okay if I leave?" and of course I thought I was totally fine. So Ryan left and I made a few phone calls and even told my sister and sister-in-law about my bathroom slip and how ridiculous it was that I fell.

I took some Excedrin because my entire head, neck and back were starting to hurt. I sat down on the couch to rest for a minute because my head was throbbing at this point. And in a matter of seconds I could feel myself beginning to pass out.

Here I was home ALONE with a two year old and a four year old and I could feel everything spinning and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I picked up the phone, which was right beside me, and hit redial to call my sister. Apparently I said "I'm passing out. I can't breathe. I'm calling 911." Then I hung up. You can imagine how thrilled she was to get that phone call.

Isn't this a great story? Ugh!

I called 911 and once they figured out what was going on they very wisely told me to have Christian unlock the front door. (Side note: The whole time I'm fighting consciousness while talking to the 911 operator, McKenna is standing there crying about her poopy. Oh my word...that girl).

I heard a car pull into the driveway and I thought it was the paramedics, so I hung up with the 911 guy (who by the way, was awesome!!) and suddenly my neighbor down the street (who we go to church with and his son goes to preschool with Christian...we know them well) comes running through my front door. At this point I'm totally confused as to why he is there, but I was so thankful someone was there for my kids. To make a long story short, Amy called him and he came to my rescue. Whew....next the paramedics rolled up. An ambulance and a Medic truck. The medic truck even decided to go with some flashing lights, just so my neighbors would be sure to know something was going on. Lovely!

With some reluctance on my part, they loaded me onto a stretcher and loaded me into the back of an ambulance for the first time in my life. I DID NOT want to go to the hospital, in fact I was quite worried about running into someone I knew while in the ER, but the paramedics talked me into it. They were concerned because I hit my head and then almost passed out over an hour later. They thought I could possibly have some bleeding in my head or something. I was not convinced. In fact I told the paramedic that I thought I was throwing up because I was just car sick in the back of the ambulance.

As soon as I got to the ER they gave me a breathing treatment because I think I had an asthma attack because of all the drama. I really started feeling better after that. My heart rate became normal once again. My blood pressure was just fine. Next up was a CT scan that I was convinced would be clear, but it wasn't. I had a concussion!

So to recap: What did I do on Saturday???
I slipped on the bathroom floor, almost passed out while alone with my kids and ended up with a concussion! Just great! Thankfully I really am feeling fine. I felt funny all day Saturday. Ryan thought my speech sounded a little slurred and my head hurt all day. And my vision just seemed off. Today I feel sort of like I have whip lash. My neck, head and shoulders are really, really sore, but I haven't felt dizzy at all. I went to church this morning and we had some very fun company this afternoon! So I'm doing fine. Just totally embarrassed that everyone in the world seemed to know about my accident within an hour of it happening. Thankfully we are surrounded by some wonderful friends, who we most definitely can count on in an emergency!

And by the way, Natasha Richardson's name was mentioned to me over and over on Saturday (by paramedics, nurses, doctors and friends). Lesson learned, if you hit your head....get it checked out! I'm so thankful that everyone in the ER treated my situation seriously. I felt so silly for being there, and they assured me over and over again that I made the right choice. Even though they couldn't medically do a thing for my concussion, it was important to find out that it was just a concussion and that there was no blood clot of any kind or anything else going on.

So what did you do this weekend??