Wednesday, June 09, 2010

So Much for That

One more month. That was all I had left was one lousy month. The end of June and I could have gone for my temps and then my liscence. So yesterday at work I was helping a customer with a lawnmower and the next thing I know, I was laying on the groung, my head in a coworker's lap, surrounded by a bunch of my other's coworkers. I had no inclination to move so I just layed there looking at everyone. At the moment I had no idea what happened but no one seemed concerned that I was laying down so I figured I'd just stay down there.

My coworker smoothed my hair and I smiled at the half dozen people around me. After five or ten minutes, paramedics came walking forward and then it started to dawn on me that something bad must have happened. I noticed the one paramedic was very cute and he asked if I knew what happened. I said nope but that he was probably going to tell me. I had apparently had a four minute seizure. Go figure, that would explain my laying on the ground. He shined a light in my eyes and began asking me questions. He asked me if I knew the date and I said no but that I usually don't know the date which is why I have to look at my phone. He asked me the name of the president. "Shit," I responded, "I can see his face. Give me a minute and I'll think of his name." He told me they were taking me to the hospital. I told him I was fine, I just needed a minute. Then I saw the stretcher. "You've got to be kidding. A stretcher? I can't at least walk out of here?" He said nope, they were wheeling me out. Of course then I stood up and I thought I might not be able to walk if I tried.

They wheeled me out and loaded me into the ambulance. They hooked me up to the oxygen and took me to the ER. Apparently the biggest warning was when I couldn't even think of the presiden't name. Who doesn't know that dude's name? When I got there I called my mom and told her I'd had a four minute seizure and told her which hospital they'd taken me to. She later showed up, upset that my work hadn't called her seeing as she's my emergency contact. So, I've spent the past couple of days sleeping. My face is banged up, my tongue is chewed up and my body is sore. Luckily I don't have to work for a couple days but I'm sure it's spread all over the place and I'll have plenty of people asking what happened when I return.