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March 21st, 2009

Sickness

WHAT HAPPENED?


What happened? What happened?
Last night, I took my medication like I normally do, and started playing a video game. I have very sharp memories of what I was doing.

Suddenly, it's morning. I'm in my bed. My pants are off, but I'm still wearing the rest of my work clothes. My pillow is soaked with blood. I've peed myself, and I feel like I have a concussion. I hate concussions.

I buy toilet paper when it's on sale, and stack it against the door. It keeps out drafts and makes the apartment warmer. The toilet paper is moved, as if the door has been opened halfway.

The bookcase that was near the door is halfway across the room. It had to have been flung with some force, as it cleared the chair next to it.

There's a pool of blood on the floor. There are bloodstains all over my apartment.

My head hurts.

This is awful. I just cleaned this place, and now I have to do it again!


Daniel

I got to ride in an ambulance!

So, after my last post I walked to the local clinic across the road from work. Not far, about 1.5 kilometres, but I had to pause and rest several times as I kept getting dizzy. The doctor at the clinic checked my blood pressure and pupils, and then called 911. My blood pressure was 90 over 56, which is apparently low. The fire department got there first, and kept me company until the ambulance crew arrived. It was really embarrassing to have such a crowd.

I then spent the day at the hospital getting stitches, a tetanus shot, a CAT scan, an EKG, and frequent checks of my blood pressure and pupils. I had some nice chats with others in the waiting rooms while I sat; we compared wounds and tried to impress each other. Finally my blood pressure got back up to 111, which seemed to be the magic number, and the radiologist said there wasn't any swelling in my brain, and they said it was safe for me to go home.

Apparently I'll have a scar like Harry Potter when the stitches come out, except in the middle of my forehead.
Daniel

I'm not calling the police

My computer's still here, and there are nice rich-people houses across the road with more stuff than me, so I don't think anyone broke in or anything. I probably just slipped and hit my head.
Tikki

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