One would think that over a week after smashing my head against the bedroom wall that I would have started to feel better. However, I do not feel better, in fact, after my x-rays taken today I actually feel worse than I did at the beginning. The x-ray technician was not the greatest help. She pushed me and pulled me and made hold poses that have never been in my repertoire at any time. The most interesting one was the one where she x-rayed me through my mouth. I thought I was having a flash back to the dentist. As I am not a fainter I managed to remain upright, if not dizzy. I was also able to stop myself from vomiting in the lovely clean x-ray suite.
I feel so dreadful now that I have decided to take myself of to bed. I will throw down some pain killers and an anti-nausea pill and take my trusty wheat bag with me. I will awaken bright and sparkly and feeling magnificently well. That is my intention anyway, and as most of us know positive intentions lead to positive outcomes. In my world they do anyway.
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