Wow, I have a concussion! As a kid I wanted one. Other kids got them, but not me. Now that I have one, I don't like it very much.
On Saturday evening we decorated our Christmas tree and as I was putting on the lights, I ran my head into the corner of the big antique wall clock. I saw stars and had to sit down because I got dizzy. Then it passed—outside of a headache—and we continued decorating. I had a hard time sleeping, and was nauseas, but yesterday I decorated the front porch, bought groceries and cooked a full-on Viennese dinner for a dinner party. Sleeping last night was really difficult and today I'm staying in bed. The nausea is still there—Tagamet and Rolaids didn't even touch it—so I'm going to take a nap as soon as I post this. Oh, lucky me! Bleagh.