I fell over sideways this morning. (I’m fine.) I was standing one moment, saw everything close in and leaned to the right for support.
And then I heard a crash, terracotta on marble. When I opened my eyes I was sitting in a heap on the bathroom floor. This incredibly detailed recreation all happened within a second or two:
Everything about the morning flashed through my mind, like a dream.
Was it a dream? Then I’m still asleep. This is an uncomfortable position in which to sleep.
I open my eyes, look around. This is the bathroom.
I blink. Open my eyes again.
Where am I?
My brain had shut down, rebooted and found the RAM and ROM lacking. It usually is.
This looks like a bathroom. Why am I in a bathroom?
Hey, she looks familiar.
The Yankee heard the crash and found her way to … wherever I was. She says I didn’t recognize her at first, but, really, I was just trying to overcome the lack of processing my brain was doing. It was like waking up with that brief uncertainty of where you are, but it was taking a lot longer than the half-second it should.
Finally I figured out I was not in a bathroom, but our bathroom. The extra one, to be exact.
The color scheme, I think, was throwing me off. Try it. The first time you wake up in the second bathroom of your house is disconcerting.
So I recognize the place. I know who my lovely bride is. We talk.
She decides I’m OK. We make a joke. “Can’t wait to tell our friends about this!”
I have two bruises forming on my left shoulder, where I apparently fell into the counter. My jaw is sore. I clipped it on the corner of the counter, too, but is OK. My other arm took a go at the counter as well.
Manual dexterity tests are fine. I can speak, smile, raise both arms. I don’t have any other symptoms, so no stroke! The Yankee is a doctor, you know. And she used to be an EMT.
Anyway, the rest of the day I’ve been laughing at myself. I’ve blacked out three times in the last 15 years. Two of them have been in a bathroom.
A bit light headed for most of the day, but that could be the school work. I’m building a lecture on punctuation.
