Postcards From the Lake: Concussed!

Some days are good. Some days are not-so-good. You may have read about our fun day with the Little Guys, our own Dynamic Duo. It was fun in the sun, summer food, good times. 

Then they left and things went downhill from there.

It started out well enough. The temp finally came down from the 90s to a comfortable 80 with breeze. We enjoyed watching the ducks bob along on the lake as the day neared an end. There were more babies in this family than you see here but they were spreading out. 

(I'm surprised that I'm seeing far younger geese and duck families here than at home. Those at home are full size now.)

I touched base with some friends via my phone -- which I now can find easily when I put it down. (Anyone else have trouble seeing a black phone on another surface?) My earlier method is washi tape on the back -- but then an angel with a sewing machine came to the rescue.

You may know her as the remarkable quilter Carole of "From My Carolina Home." But to me she's the Sewing Angel who sent me this gorgeous phone case she made. Best of all, I'll be less likely to butt dial people now. Thank you, Carole!

After watching the penultimate episode of "London Kills" (Acorn -- highly recommended; we're waiting for season 4), I went to the porch to turn up the chair cushions as it felt like rain was coming in the night. It was dark. I was wearing flip flops and the front of the shoe caught on the step and I flip flopped, face-planting myself into onto the hard linoleum floor (If I was three inches taller, I would have hit the rug!).

I could tell right away a tooth had broken -- namely the front tooth. My glasses looked bent beyond repair and there was one big ugly cut on my face and plenty of blood to go with it. Rick was in the shower and didn't hear me call, though Lizzie came out from several hours of hiding. She is no Saint Bernard, no cask of brandy hanging on her neck. (Darn.) But sweet and worried.

Well, eventually I got cleaned up. It was pretty ugly and the next day even more so. I couldn't move my face very well -- it looked like I'd had a stroke but I didn't. Just bad shoes and bad foot placement.

Fortunately, the very nice people at the glasses store here fixed my frames at no charge. But the headache continued and after talking to some friends, who reminded me I am on blood thinners and brain bleeds aren't uncommon with head trauma, we went to the ER for a cat scan.

ER. July 4 weekend. Friday night in a summer resort community. You'd think we'd wait forever. The whole visit took about two hours -- and a lot of that was waiting for results and the heart attack that came in after me. Fortunately, I had my phone in its happy new phone case so I took pictures!

No brain bleed, just lots of trauma. And a nodule on the thyroid (who knew?) that I'll have checked out.

So, that's life of late. It's one reason why I haven't responded to comments very well or visited many of your blogs recently. I just haven't had the band width in my head to do it. 

Several days later now and things are looking up a bit. I still have the headache, but not constantly, the swelling is coming down, although my face still hurts at the cut, which is maybe three-quarters inch tall. I came home and saw the dentist (another crown to go with the one I got last week -- more crowns than Her Maj.) It's a pretty complicated fix but if I'm lucky, it will look less crooked than when I started! Then I saw my primary who said to give myself a couple of weeks to fully recover. 

I'll check in when I can. Stay upright! 

And thanks for all your good wishes and concern. It's more appreciated than you know.

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