Ow. Fuckin' ow!

Shortly after getting to work Sunday night, at 19:38 precisely, I ran my head into part of an xray machine. A hard part of an xray machine. A very hard part. The patient that I was xraying looked at me and said "Hmmm. You're going to need stitches! Meanwhile, you need to staunch the blood flow." I grabbed a paper towel and put pressure on my head while I finished her exam and returned her to her room. I haven't seen stars for a long time from a head blow... my head's usually in the right place. It wasn't this time, and those stars were kinda pretty...

I wound up getting steristrips on my cut, it was 2 cm, a "pressure" cut. It should heal nicely. I took some tylenol and proceeded with the night, which was busy.

Finally, my headache took precedence over all other considerations. I realized that if I had felt this bad before I came to work, I would've called in. So I called the on-call guy and had him come in at 03:30. I came home and took some drugs that I had left over from my last surgery and went to bed. A full bladder and extreme hunger woke me up. When I woke up, my headache was completely gone! Then I moved my head... nope, it's still there... not really bad, right now, but I'm going back to bed to make sure that it doesn't get any worse. After I take another wonder pill. anyway..