Rough Sex

I knew I’d catch your attention!!!

Here’s a health update…

Jake has an ear infection. Two antibiotic drops in his ears twice a day. His asthma flared up as well yesterday.
But that’s all good and controlled and nothing really to worry about. We hope.

Then there’s me.



I went to the Urgent Care clinic yesterday. The doctor immediately sent me to the Emergency Room as he was concerned for my health and questioned my reasoning for not going to the ER right away. So I went.

I was in ER for most of the afternoon and into the night. I had a CAT Scan done and laid in bed to wait for the results. The place was packed. The Tech said that it was good I brought a book, “SIDEWAYS”, because I’d be waiting a long time. I wanted to be home for Monday Night Football and he said there was a TV in my ‘room’. He propped it up for me and life was good.

I say ‘room’ because its not much of one. Its just a space with a bed with three curtains to separate other ‘rooms’ and the busy hallway. But it was my ‘room’ and it was nice and dark and I had a TV and a book. What more could I ask for.



Being alone made me think about things. Some serious, some trivial. Like, what if I died. What would Jake think. Would Bella remember me? At least Donna knew how to pay bills, was working and could survive because she’s a survivor. I was more worried about what life would be like for Jake. Then I thought about silly things like calling Dale and tell him to give my paintball marker to Jake and to take him to play once he gets old enough. And then I figured thinking about such things would do no good. So I forced myself to stop.

Then there were the trivial thoughts that made me smile. Like how it was so great that I had time to read a book without interruption. I thought about how much better it was to be in the ER awaiting my fate versus sitting at work awaiting my fate. Reading “Sideways” made me want to go out and have a bottle of Pinot paired with a chicken dinner of some sort.

And then I realized I was thinking, reading and watching the news all at the same time. I had read a page about three times before comprehending what I was reading. And it all made sense - the multi-tasking without comprehension - because I was on this wonderful trip induced by a wonderful pill called “Vicodin”.

Please note:

“Vicodin can be habit-forming. If you take this drug over a long period of time, you can become mentally and physically dependent on it, and you may find the drug no longer works for you at the prescribed dosage.”

They also gave me a pill so I wouldn’t throw up and some Benadryl. Which was good because I think the Vicodin made me Dizzy, light-headed and nauseous.

I was LOOPY.

So I put down my book and tried to concentrate on the TV as Monday Night Football was about to start.

The next thing I know, Donna is there and the nurse is telling us we could go. I wobbled to the car and told Donna I was craving Chicken and Wine. She said Chicken was okay so we went to Zankou Chicken and brought home some food.

I remember someone on the Cowboys intercepting a pass.

I remember seeing someone attempt to kick a field goal and was short.

I remember the Cowboys won a very dramatic game.

I picked the Cowboys.

And then I was in bed.

Oh… the diagnosis…

I have a head contusion. Which bugs me. How did I get it? All I could think about was the rough sex I had on Saturday night. JUST KIDDING. But seriously, I think It could have come from carrying these tables over my head (and on my head) during the yardsale on Saturday. They were quite heavy. But other than that, I have no clue of how I could get a cerebral contusion.

I need an MRI but the ER won’t do it. So now I have to go to my PCP and ask him to get it approved or something.

That’ll take forever. Which is why we decided to go with a PPO plan with Donna’s health insurance. After this incident we figured its safer to go with PPO. The only problem is that we now are paying for two plans from our employer. Mine (an HMO) and hers (a PPO). Which is fine I guess. At least for one year. Better to be safe.

Now its my quest to get the MRI.

This is me on Vicodin.