| Just Blank Stares ( @ 2008-07-24 16:48:00 |
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Locked - 057
So this day sucked beyond all belief, and to think i was actually feeling better before. *sighs* Lets see, hmmm. First thing that happened today, my sister came running into our house at like 10am holding Jason screaming for an ambulance. He was screaming in pain, there was blood everywhere and Shannon was shaking like i leaf. She was so panicked that she also dropped him, i tried to take him from her so she could calm down. But she just sobbed and begged, 'no not my baby!' So i let her keep holding him as we checked him over. It seemed Monika's dog Buddy attacked him and bit his face. It was pretty bad, ripped his right nostril off and left three puncture wounds under his right eye. So one 911 call later, he's at the hospital. They can't stitch it back on because he's so young and it wouldn't work right, so he has to see a plastic surgeon. After that my mother and i still had to go to the doctors. It was our family doctor, and she told him about my huge panic attack and the car crash. And, okay i'll be honest. Since the crash, i haven't been as well as i've told people. I get dizzy spells and headaches yes, but i'm forgetting and mixing up words and stumbling around. I trip a lot, and my vision goes blurry. He thinks i may have brain damage, so on Monday i have someone coming to pick me up and take me for a bunch of neurological and memory tests. I also have to get yet another scan, i think a CT again. Since the last i got was an MRI. Or.... i dunno. Who the fuck names these scans, fucking retarded names. Like my mind isn't confused enough as it is.
Honestly this was the last thing i needed right now. He thinks that the panic attack could have been a side effect of the brain damage, even though i've had panic attacks my whole life. He thinks it's too much of a coincidence that i would be in a car crash and fracture my skull only to have the worst panic attack i've had in almost two years, only a couple weeks later. I don't know, maybe he's right. Only time will tell.
Anyway, my meds are knocking me out. So i'm going to go lay down right now, let them wear off. I'll be on again later.