Hell of a day.
Maybe my subconscious wanted to try to keep up with Robin. Or maybe misery just loves company.
Went into work with no issues around 2. Around 2:30, I started having a pretty intense pain in my upper abdomen. Now, this isn't my first time. I had a significant gall attack in December. But with the absence of stones, they couldn't exactly say why it happened. This pain was familiar.
I have an antispasmotic medication for if I get an attack. Never needed it. After 10 minutes of pain, I'm seriously considering leaving work to go take one and lie down. Good thing I didn't...
I told a coworker I was feeling a little light headed. He said "Yeah, you look kinda pale."
That's the last thing I remember.
I woke up with my boss anchoring my head and telling me not to move. The ambulance is on its way. Apparently I blacked out and SLAMMED the back of my head off the concrete floor. Opening a 6 inch gash. They say I was out cold 30-60 seconds. I do remember dreaming. The odd thing was, my stomach didn't hurt anymore. Go figure. So here comes the ambulance. Collar on, back brace, strapped in tight like a sardine in a can and off we go.
Spent the next 7 hours in the ER, first for tests on my head and spine, then for tests on my abdomen. Of course, they can't find an obvious cause. Good news is, my head and spine is ok (although a concussion is probably likely). They believe it was another gall attack and the pain triggered a response that caused me to pass out. More doctors and tests on Friday.
And all this with the storm of the year heading our way too - depending on who you listen to, anywhere from a foot, to 30 inches of snow, 30-40 mph winds (drifts sealing you into your house are always fun). And I'm not supposed to exert myself for no less than 48 hours. >.< At least I'm home and warm.
Did someone say beer?I'm mostly a Guinness man myself. Draught when I want something refreshing. Extra Stout when I want something heavier. And Foreign Extra Stout when I want to be kicked in the throat. On tap is always best, but in my podunk neck of the woods, good luck with that. I've had some good smaller brewery beers too. My favorite might be Founder's Double Chocolate Oatmeal Breakfast Stout.
Worst beer ever? It's no contest at all. Iron City. Seriously. If you're ever in the Pittsburgh area... don't.
Hell of a day.
Maybe my subconscious wanted to try to keep up with Robin. Or maybe misery just loves company.
Went into work with no issues around 2. Around 2:30, I started having a pretty intense pain in my upper abdomen. Now, this isn't my first time. I had a significant gall attack in December. But with the absence of stones, they couldn't exactly say why it happened. This pain was familiar.
I have an antispasmotic medication for if I get an attack. Never needed it. After 10 minutes of pain, I'm seriously considering leaving work to go take one and lie down. Good thing I didn't...
I told a coworker I was feeling a little light headed. He said "Yeah, you look kinda pale."
That's the last thing I remember.
I woke up with my boss anchoring my head and telling me not to move. The ambulance is on its way. Apparently I blacked out and SLAMMED the back of my head off the concrete floor. Opening a 6 inch gash. They say I was out cold 30-60 seconds. I do remember dreaming. The odd thing was, my stomach didn't hurt anymore. Go figure. So here comes the ambulance. Collar on, back brace, strapped in tight like a sardine in a can and off we go.
Spent the next 7 hours in the ER, first for tests on my head and spine, then for tests on my abdomen. Of course, they can't find an obvious cause. Good news is, my head and spine is ok (although a concussion is probably likely). They believe it was another gall attack and the pain triggered a response that caused me to pass out. More doctors and tests on Friday.
And all this with the storm of the year heading our way too - depending on who you listen to, anywhere from a foot, to 30 inches of snow, 30-40 mph winds (drifts sealing you into your house are always fun). And I'm not supposed to exert myself for no less than 48 hours. >.< At least I'm home and warm.
Did someone say beer?
Worst beer ever? It's no contest at all. Iron City. Seriously. If you're ever in the Pittsburgh area... don't.
. I hope all of you in the storm are home, have your vape, your dirnk, and power. Who needs food. 
Evening All. This day has sucked. I feel like someone beat me with a club and I'm exhausted. Is it the weekend yet?.........No?.........
OK I can't stand it.
It missed us.
I gotta try Chrome. IE is hacking me off.
...Better?
