Head bumps---Nuts

I get really excited about some idea that I want to post then nature and cootdom come along and produce the incentive for another dang organ recital, but it fits into the whole coot milieu.  Last Tuesday evening (well it was pretty late at night) I got out of bed to go to the bathroom.  (a frequent occurrence).  As I rounded the head of the bed, I lost my bearings and balance, and fell (against the door with my head, the dresser with my hip and the floor with the rest of me.)  I must have made a heck of racket because Janet (who had been sleeping soundly) sat up in bed, called my name and turned on the light.  I was actually pretty disoriented and was glad for the light.  I explained that I was all right, and she asked why I had blood running down my face.  I felt my head, and indeed I had peeled off about a quarter inch of flesh, a pretty minimal scratch to which I applied some tissue for the blood and triple antibiotic just in case.  To be honest, I thought I would wake up in the morning with a black eye.

Came morning, and I felt fine, was embarrassed by the scratch on my head which stubbornly kept bleeding but I went along with my regular schedule, muttering a bit because just as the orthopedist’s shot to my left shoulder was bearing fruit and I was feeling no pain, my right shoulder was pretty tender, but not bad.

The next day I was off to my semi yearly appointment with the retina specialist at the Medical College of Georgia.  I had some tears (holes) in my retina repaired their fifteen or so years ago, and I have to go in for check every six months or so.  As the doctor was checking out my eyes he asked me about the bleeding (yes it was still bleeding a bit) on my forehead.  I told him about getting disoriented in the dark and falling, and he became quite alarmed.  I passed it off with the explanation that I have had some ataxia (dizzyness and balance problems ) for years and that this was some of the same. 

“No” he said and pulled out his little recorder (blackberry of whatever) and dictated a letter to send to my general practitioner, at the same time telling me to go see my doctor when I got home.

A the power of suggestion.  When Janet and I made our usual trip to Logan’s in Augusta for our usual “Anything and Everything salad” , I was unable to to finish, and for most of the trip home I was really quite ill.

The next day I went to my doctor, who took my blood and my urine, discovered a urinary infection (antibiotics again) and I am scheduled for a CT scan and sonogram on Tuesday.  I think the general conclusion is that I’m not getting a fair share of blood to my head (then why would the dang forehead not quit bleeding????)  I mostly staggered around with a cane yesterday when not reclining, and today, though I made it to church, it is a good thing that I didn’t have any responsibilities because I was pretty dizzy most of the time, (well, only when standing up)  I plan to be a lot better in the morning when it is time for water aerobics, but I anticipate some resistance from Janet about the idea.

Just one dang thing after another.