No One Has Sung .....

.... "Good Morning, Baltimore", on the streets of said city today. I have 2 mornings left. I'm hoping that said city doesn't leave me disillusioned over this. I'm already feeling that it's not one of the most friendliest cities I've visited. That's due to the fact that I tripped on a sidewalk today and came crashing down on the cement. No, not just a stumble, nor a mere trip, nor a graceful trip and triple step. I crashed. As in, head on meet and greet with the inflexible and unforgiving concrete.
It. Was. Not. Pretty.
People stopped.
People turned around at the sound (yes, I think uttered an expletive on the way down). Some people queried as to my well being.
As well they should have.
I'm still not sure how I did it .... but I have a large bruise on the palm of my hand, which also has a bruise and cut on the wrist bone. Both knees are bruised and scraped (thank God my Gap jeans survived the crash!). And my hip is bruised. As the day has gone on my body is complaining more and more. Like I did this on purpose .... sheesh. The right side of my body is starting to scream at me and refuses to move without causing me much pain, stiffness and limping. All I can think is, "Thank God I didn't break a hip!" That would have made a huge
chapter in Daughter #1's future book, I'm sure.
Actually, I'd take a fall like that any day over the 5 or so panic attacks I had Wednesday morning.
Seriously. I'm pretty certain they were medically induced (I'd highly advise you to never mix Ambien with Tylenol Cold (pm). Ever.
I'd never experienced one of these .... and I never, ever, EVER do again. It was like living
inside a nightmare that I once had (very out-of-body, surreal, dejavu-like). They all encompassed Jim's death in some way. My heart raced, I couldn't catch my breath and I was soaked in sweat. During the third one I began to think the only escape was death. Really.
It's way too difficult to accurately describe if you've never experienced one. If you have, you totally get it.
They scared the hell out of me. They also made me understand how one could become agoraphobic in attempting to avoid this from ever happening again ..... In trying to avoid any likely "trigger".
Anyway ....hopefully I'll never have another one.b
But those, along with some other strange symptoms I had over a couple of days last week (& a sinus infection 2 days before flying) got me into a doctor's office pretty quickly. I seemed to be exhibiting signs (for a female) of an impending heart attack. Really? Yep.
So, after many tests later and a few hours of waiting ... the dr. called and said that I could go ahead with the trip (pre testing she wasn't certain that I wouldn't have a heart attack on the trip). She still wants me to do a stress test when I get back.
I think it was just bad timing.... with the meds, the infection and just plain feeling like crap.
I'm feeling quite a bit better tonight, other than the sinus stuff ..... and the hugely graceful stumble.
I want to thank everyone who's been praying for me this week, and praying that I'd be able to make this trip. It's always great to visit D#1 and to see the show she's been working on. I'm very proud of her ... of course.
So .... it's been quite an eventful week. Hopefully I'm in for some quieter days now. Ya think? :)
D#1 has to work several hours tomorrow so I'll have some down time ... to hang out in her apartment or to wander the streets of Baltimore. We'll see how brave I'm feeling. :)
And how much screeching my body is doing.
Oh .... I had to go shopping for a t-shirt today. You see, I packed for winter. You know, winter in Baltimore. I was wrong. It was well into the 70's today. Picture mid-70's, with small piles of snow still adorning the streets. I'm guessing they are no more.
It is now well past my bed time so I'll stop entertaining you .... for now.
But fear not .... for who knows what the morrow will bring?
:)

Happy Friday/Saturday, Peeps.
Stay cool.
:)