Concussions Can Be Funny...Sorta

Posted on the 11 September 2014 by Jillofalltrades @JillDeTrabajos
So at 2 am on Tuesday I got up to go pee, passed out, fell, and smashed my head on the wall. 
Shortly after Tyler heard the bang and came rushing to see what had happened, I in my disoriented state suddenly lost my vision.
Completely. Everything was solid black.

Like this^. Not kidding.
That lasted about a minute, during which Tyler was already calling 911. 
An ambulance full of very nice men came to take me to the hospital, by which time my vision had fully returned. I had to be assisted down the stairs.  In the ambulance they made the mistake of having the newbie attempt to get an IV into the most stubborn-veined woman in existence WHILE she had low blood pressure, which did not go well and my arm still hurts. They gave up on the IV.
I was so out of it that when the guy asking my name and address asked "Social?" I thought Well that's a weird question and replied "Yeah, kinda."
He definitely meant my social security number, and it was very embarrassing.
So I was in the emergency room for 4 hours, convinced I was going to either die or go blind, and after a slew of tests and x-rays and such, I was discharged with the diagnosis of vasovagal syncope, which basically means "passing out for no apparent reason." She told me to rest and follow up with my regular doctor, and sent me home.
So...I'm like a Victorian lady with "fainting spells," except of course being me I don't crumple elegantly, I fall backward like a goddamn tree and bash my head into solid objects.
My head and neck are so sore where I hit them that I can't sleep on my back, and I've been having the worst headaches of my life. Talking on the phone is the bane of my existence right now.  My regular doctor says I have a concussion and I'm supposed to take ibuprofen and rest and not spend too long watching tv or reading or basically doing anything because I need to rest my brain. 
Plus I don't know if I mentioned my knee, but it's sprained. Has been for almost a month now (I fell hiking). So my entire body hurts and I'm not allowed to move or think for at least a week.
Fuck my life, is what I'm saying.
I'm also saying don't be upset if my blogging is sporadic or even nonexistent for a little while, maybe a week.  This is the first moment my head has stopped pounding enough for me to at all feel like writing, and I'm still really grumpy about it.
Peace out y'all.