Sunday night I fell down and hit my head. The papazan pitched me and my dinner onto the floor and I hit the secretary with my head. It scared the hell out of Steady. I didn't lose consciousness, I didn't throw up, I didn't even cry. I get a tiny bit dizzy and nauseous in the car, but other than the worst headache ever and a couple of bruises, I'm really okay.
Today the headache is less horrible. So off to work with me. (I went in for the first half of the day yesterday.)
posted by mary ann 9:02 AM