Mildly concussed from a whap on the back of the head by the floor.
On the upside – got a CT scan which said my brainmeats are dandy.
On the downside – my head *hurts*
There's a learning curve.
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The Process 
Ouch. That sounds painful.
*gentle hugs*
*hugs back*
Yeah, so here’s today lesson:
If you are even mildly dehydrated – don’t give blood.
Or if you feel you are going to pass out, make for the carpeting away from granite floors.
srsly.
Re: *hugs back*
Ah.. got it now.
also add “dont feel bad about going to hands and knees in a public place if you feel woozy-ish…. or just sitting down on the floor with your back to a wall.
*hugs* again.
Hmmm. I’m way overdue to make a deposit at the bloodbank now that I think of it.
Eep!
Was that a banana peel sort of *headfloor* or a “I’m on the floor and I have a bump on my head.. when did THAT happen?”
any way… glad to the scanning cats have found nothing bad…
*hugs*
I’m sorry….I can’t read “I’m a dumbass” without hearing in my head “I’m a dorkfish!”
Damn; glad you’re ok!
i learned that lesson the first time i gave blood, in college.
Huggles and some cookies for you 🙂
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do you get to where some sort of USDZ stamp now?
brainmeats…gotta remember that one. New words rock.
Eeep! Glad you’re okay – hope you can find some nice pain killers, too. 😦
So we know YOU are ok. How’s the floor look? 🙂
And yet again, take a moment and just picture some nagging about Bon taking better care of herself here.