I've been nursing one heck of a respiratory infection that almost landed me in the hospital since my pulse ox was down to 84. I don't do hospitals. ...Anyway I finally made it in to see the doctor since I was having so much trouble breathing and got on the usual dose of prednisone, along with a strong dose of levaquin instead of the usual 5 day antibiotics that they normally give me. I started to feel better after a few days and could actually breath again.
Two days ago, I was in my kitchen , getting a cup of coffee after not sleeping real well the previous few nights, and had spent my days hiding in the air conditioning to avoid setting off more coughing due to the lousy air quality in my area. I don't know exactly what happened but I remember my legs buckling underneath me, and woke up to hot coffee from the pot pouring out of the pot onto my body. I was on the floor , having hit my head ( I know this because of the big ole lump on the back of my head), and trying to get up to get out of the hot , wet clothing that was in contact with my skin......OUCH!!!!!!!!
Of course, no one was home with me, so I don't know how I fell or why, other than I think that I remember my legs buckling. Normally, when that happens, I am close to something that I can grab onto, but I was near the counter ( to get the coffee ), so I am not sure how I wound up on the floor instead.
My poor husband came home a little later, I was still feeling rather unsteady and of course, in even more pain that normal after falling that way.....he wanted me to go get checked out, but at that point, I wasn't even sure that I passed out....but in thinking about it, I must have, because I have no idea what happened, exactly. I remember my legs starting to buckle, and waking up on the floor , with the coffee pot in my hands still, pouring hot coffee out onto me.....and a puddle of coffee from where it ran off....in fact, the burning sensation from the coffee is what woke me up..... Anyway, that's the latest with me......it's never a dull moment in my life.....thankfully, I got the clothes off in time to prevent any real damage I think, and other than a headache still, two days later, and some bruises on my back, ribs, elbow and bump on the head, I am okay....
I think I am going to start calling myself Weebles and see if my poor PM gets it when I see him in a few weeks.... Sandi