My skillet nap
I had a skillet nap. Wow, that was great.
Yesterday, I woke up like usual, took my shower like usual, (actually, I might have that order reversed) but when I got out of the shower and reached for my towel on the right side, I felt a dagger or pain shoot into the left side of my neck. It was like in the movies when someones back goes out and they can't move. I think I saw that on Gilligan's Island or something.
Anyway, I decided I was tough stuff so I took some Motrin (600) and went off to work. Bad Idea. Every bump and pothole in the road (and this time of year there are potholes the size of Delaware) sent waves of pain through my shoulder to my neck. I knew what I needed, luckily we had some at home. Unfortunately, I was at work.
I decided to check with the HR office after two people at work who actually like me told me I looked like hell. It turns out (wait for it) I get sick time. I have never had sick time in my whole life! I said, "That's great! I'm going home." (I only had to reschedule one patient).
I ate my lunch, had some vitamin SK and promptly took a skillet nap. If you don't know what a skillet nap is, you should check out this homestar toon.
Anyway, my friend called at 3:40 and I answered the phone, but my speech was slurred. She thought I was having a stroke. I explained the circumstances to her through a mouth full of cotton. She felt for me, but wondered how I was planning on teaching my aerobics class when I couldn't really turn my head.
But I digress.... A skillet nap is a wonderful thing. I guess the moral of the story is to get some sleep, before the sleep gets to you.