20 August 2009

The Sky is Falling, The Sky is Falling (Or, Why Doing Laundry is Harmful to Your Health)

Yesterday as I was putting a load of laundry into the washing machine, a huge plastic bin came crashing down from the storage space above and fell directly onto the top of my head. It hurt. A LOT. (And, the pain has not subsided today.) I feel really fortunate that I wasn't holding Olivia at the time, that my neck didn't break, that it didn't land on my face, and that I'm not a cartoon character - because if I was, I would either be two feet shorter or have been pounded into the ground.

Last night before we went to bed, I asked David if he thought I might have a concussion. Here's a snippet of our conversation.

Me: Do you think I have a concussion?
Him: You are such a hypochondriac. No, you DO NOT have a concussion.
Me: What are you, a doctor?
Him: No, but I know a lot more about physiology and anatomy than you do.
Me: Have you forgotten that I pushed a 7 pound, 10 ounce baby AND a placenta out of my VUH-GINA without drugs?
Him: No.
Me: That's what I thought.

Yeah, four months later and I'm still using that line. 17 years and 8 months left to use it. (And, no, I don't care if it's a logical rebuttal to prove my point or not. It trumps EVERYTHING else.)

The scene of the crime and the guilty party!

3 comments:

Lauren said...

I am so glad you're okay! Dear Lord, thank GOODNESS you weren't holding Liv...but I'm still sorry you had to get a big thump like that. Must have scared the bejesus out of you too.

Mom Cooper said...

Maybe you can have Olivia's Dr. check you out today too. In other words if you still have a headache, see a Dr. any Dr. Well maybe not a vet.

Does your Momma need to come take care of her babies????

Irma said...

Hope your feeling better. You can never be too careful when it comes to head injuries.