I'd like to tell a funny story that happened on Tuesday. It wasn't funny at the time, but looking back, it's a little humorous. Here it goes...
This past weekend I began to feel sick to my stomach, and not just in the morning. It wasn't really that bad, just noticeable. I got up for work on Tuesday and got in the shower like usual. Almost immediately, I started to get dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out. Luckily, we have a built-in bench in the shower, so I sat down. (Feeling like one of my elderly patients.) Then I started to feel really nauseous. And I panicked. Here I am, sitting on the bench, water running, head spinning, and about to throw up. Then my hero walks in. (That would be Joe.) He sees me sitting on the bench and asks, "Are you okay?" I answer in a shaky voice, "Not really." "Do you need a bucket?" "I think so," I say. I hear Joe scrambling around to find a "bucket." I don't think we really thought I would say yes! He runs back with an empty garbage can and hands it over the shower door. And just in time. I'll end the story there. Needless to say, the garbage can has found a permanent home next to the shower, just in case. A plastic shopping bag also has a new home in my car for the next 8 months.
I decided to tell my physical therapy partner Jessica after I had to leave an evaluation to sit down to avoid throwing up in a patient bathroom. I think she'll understand now!
After my first appointment on March 3rd, Joe and I think we will start telling more people. Until then, I'll just keep updating my blog and people an read it from the beginning if they'd like.
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Grandparents are wonderful!
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