On Monday I summarized our fun and hectic week, and I was looking forward to a nice relaxing week. That never happened. It all started Wednesday. At some point I had chipped a tooth and while it was little more than a nuisance, I wanted to take care of it before we headed to Canada on Saturday. Dr Belnap was able to squeeze me in on Wednesday morning.
Immediately after my Dentist appointment I headed to the Blood Bank donation center on Saber Springs Parkway. The last thing they said to me was “no strenuous activity for twenty-four hours”.
I went home and worked for a few hours and then headed off to mutual. They were planning capture the flag in the brush north of the chapel but only four boys showed up so we decided to play chair soccer which is a lot of fun. I joined in the activity. Towards the end of mutual, I was trying to beat a little twelve-year-old to the ball, but I was leaning into my run too much and started falling forward. I caught myself with my hands and it was like reliving a nightmare. My face was only inches from my right hand and in slow motion I could see my fingers bending back far too much.
Several years ago, I was in Texas helping Brandon move and I tripped over a curb and the same thing happened except that time I dislocated my knuckle. My hand hurt like crazy but I couldn’t just lay there so I jumped up and continued playing. My fingers were killing me, but you don’t need your hands to play soccer.
After about ten minutes I started getting dizzy, so I stood on the sidelines to recoup. I was standing next to Chris Sexton, and he was telling me something, but my dizziness got worse, so I told Chris I needed to go sit down. That is the last thing I remember until Chris and Jeff were gently waking me up. I had only been out for a few seconds, but I was very confused.
After ten or fifteen minutes I was back to normal and then I went home. When I walked in the door, Lisa asked me how mutual went so I grabbed a chair sat down beside her and said, “well, let me tell you”. I shared my sad tale.
Just before and after I passed out, I was sweating profusely. That ended at about the time I drove home but as I was sharing my story with Lisa, I got cold and clammy. I rested on the couch for a while and Lisa called our minister to come and give me a blessing. Our minister is Jeff Andrew so that was cool. I then went to bed. As soon as I climbed into bed, I got bad vertigo, that was weird because I have never had vertigo laying down, only when standing.
The next morning, I got up and headed to the bathroom. I could hardly walk. I had to put my hands on the wall to keep from falling. I couldn’t keep my balance. After taking care of my business I went back and sat on my bed to get dressed but I immediately started getting nauseous. I called for Lisa to bring me the “bowl” and no sooner did I get “the bowl” than I started to barf. I hadn’t eaten anything since I passed out so nothing more than water came up and not much of that.
Lisa had tried to take me into emergency the night before, but when she saw me barf there was no talking her out of it. I begged her to give me two hours to let me wake up so she said she would give me an hour. She lied, as soon as I went into my office to do my scripture study she called Kaiser. After hearing my story, they told her to bring me in.
And then we headed off to emergency. Mom drove me right up to the emergency doors. I tried to talk her into parking in the parking lot and walking in, but she told me I’m going in a wheelchair. She left me in the car, went and got a wheelchair. I got out of the car, turned around and sat in the chair and promptly started to barf. Mom had brought the yellow bowl, and she got it to me in time.
After about ten minutes I started getting dizzy, so I stood on the sidelines to recoup. I was standing next to Chris Sexton, and he was telling me something, but my dizziness got worse, so I told Chris I needed to go sit down. That is the last thing I remember until Chris and Jeff were gently waking me up. I had only been out for a few seconds, but I was very confused.
After ten or fifteen minutes I was back to normal and then I went home. When I walked in the door, Lisa asked me how mutual went so I grabbed a chair sat down beside her and said, “well, let me tell you”. I shared my sad tale.
Just before and after I passed out, I was sweating profusely. That ended at about the time I drove home but as I was sharing my story with Lisa, I got cold and clammy. I rested on the couch for a while and Lisa called our minister to come and give me a blessing. Our minister is Jeff Andrew so that was cool. I then went to bed. As soon as I climbed into bed, I got bad vertigo, that was weird because I have never had vertigo laying down, only when standing.
The next morning, I got up and headed to the bathroom. I could hardly walk. I had to put my hands on the wall to keep from falling. I couldn’t keep my balance. After taking care of my business I went back and sat on my bed to get dressed but I immediately started getting nauseous. I called for Lisa to bring me the “bowl” and no sooner did I get “the bowl” than I started to barf. I hadn’t eaten anything since I passed out so nothing more than water came up and not much of that.
Lisa had tried to take me into emergency the night before, but when she saw me barf there was no talking her out of it. I begged her to give me two hours to let me wake up so she said she would give me an hour. She lied, as soon as I went into my office to do my scripture study she called Kaiser. After hearing my story, they told her to bring me in.
And then we headed off to emergency. Mom drove me right up to the emergency doors. I tried to talk her into parking in the parking lot and walking in, but she told me I’m going in a wheelchair. She left me in the car, went and got a wheelchair. I got out of the car, turned around and sat in the chair and promptly started to barf. Mom had brought the yellow bowl, and she got it to me in time.
Our timing was perfect; we waited five minutes at most. The first thing they did was an ECG. My heart was fine.
They performed a bunch of blood tests. My blood is good; I wasn’t even dehydrated.
My oxygen levels were 100%.
My blood pressure was a bit high but that was to be expected considering my pain and suffering.
They X-rayed my finger. It was broken.
They gave me antinausea medicine, it made all the difference.
I got a CT scan on my head. They weren’t looking for a concussion but bleeding in the brain. There was no bleeding, but he was pretty sure I had a small concussion because I had all the symptoms.
We waited for ever for all the test results to come in but once the doctor talked with us, they gave me an antinausea patch, splinted my finger and sent me home. They just wanted to make sure that my heart was OK and that I didn’t have a brain bleed.
Thursday was a rough day but every morning since then I have been a little unstable when I first wake up and then I’m mostly fine the rest of the day. Every day gets better. for now I walk very carefully.
My blood pressure was a bit high but that was to be expected considering my pain and suffering.
They X-rayed my finger. It was broken.
They gave me antinausea medicine, it made all the difference.
Thursday was a rough day but every morning since then I have been a little unstable when I first wake up and then I’m mostly fine the rest of the day. Every day gets better. for now I walk very carefully.
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