We had just gotten back from a weekend with K'Roe's relatives. I got up to get a drink of water before falling asleep in front of the T.V., when suddenly the view changed. I was looking up at the ceiling...
It started in the kitchen & changed like a slideshow between moving toward the bedroom ceiling, and my wife frantically calling 911.
The next thing I rememeber is laying on the bedroom floor, returning to licidity.
EMS is on the way, but I feel pretty good & get up and move to the couch to wait. In troops two groups - one of three guys & a woman (who was a student in 9th grade), and one two guys in uniform (one of whom was also a former 9th grade student) - who commence to connect me to every monitor & machine ever shown in a Frankensein movie.
They have trouble locating my pulse, and K'Roe figures I'm dead, but I fool her. My blood pressure is way low, too - what my former student described as "life threateningly low."
Suddenly, I forget where I am supposed to be, and wander of to La La Land. I return to discover (much to my surprise) that I am strapped down like Major Tom, and wired into a red van, on my way to the Sacred Shrine of Healing & Billing.
I got two bags of juice in the arm (former student picked a HUGE gauge needle. I wonder if there's something I've forgotten...), blood squeezed out, fingers pricked, wired into more machines...
And forgotten for four hours - time I wisely used to snooze.
Then sent home because I no loner seemed to undergoing death and they couldn't figure out what else it might be that I might be undergoing. I had a follow up visit with my regular Dr., who also has no idea what it is.
Is does, however, tell me not to worry about it. He says:
"If it doesn't come back, you probobly won't die of it."
It started in the kitchen & changed like a slideshow between moving toward the bedroom ceiling, and my wife frantically calling 911.
The next thing I rememeber is laying on the bedroom floor, returning to licidity.
EMS is on the way, but I feel pretty good & get up and move to the couch to wait. In troops two groups - one of three guys & a woman (who was a student in 9th grade), and one two guys in uniform (one of whom was also a former 9th grade student) - who commence to connect me to every monitor & machine ever shown in a Frankensein movie.
They have trouble locating my pulse, and K'Roe figures I'm dead, but I fool her. My blood pressure is way low, too - what my former student described as "life threateningly low."
Suddenly, I forget where I am supposed to be, and wander of to La La Land. I return to discover (much to my surprise) that I am strapped down like Major Tom, and wired into a red van, on my way to the Sacred Shrine of Healing & Billing.
I got two bags of juice in the arm (former student picked a HUGE gauge needle. I wonder if there's something I've forgotten...), blood squeezed out, fingers pricked, wired into more machines...
And forgotten for four hours - time I wisely used to snooze.
Then sent home because I no loner seemed to undergoing death and they couldn't figure out what else it might be that I might be undergoing. I had a follow up visit with my regular Dr., who also has no idea what it is.
Is does, however, tell me not to worry about it. He says:
"If it doesn't come back, you probobly won't die of it."
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