I was standing in the shower this Monday and I must have blacked out.
I woke up with a throbbing head on the tiled floor beside a pool of my own blood, diluted with warm water, my legs still entangled within the bathtub. I have a vague memory of dizziness, turning off the water to get out of the shower, there the memories stop. My dad was pounding on the bathroom door asking if I was alright; I think I stuttered something along the lines of "I don't think so". I managed to get up on unsteady feat, everything feels unreal, like a dream though I know it's not. I grab a towel and unlock the door.
Sitting in the hallway under the glare of a mat light they speak about dialing 112 (Swedish 911) and getting me to a hospital, they think the wound at the back of my head needs stitches. I haven't seen it. I just feel like sleeping.
After throwing up a couple of times and fighting off the foes that try to drag me into an eternal slumber we arrive at the hospital, they ask me a few questions I'm able to answer through the daze, they stitch up the wound, then they keep me there for the night monitoring my heart rate which is, apparently, much higher than it should be. After having fought to stay awake I find myself fighting to fall asleep, they have about ten electrodes patched all over my chest to monitor the heart rate, a tube that runs into one of my veins with some kind of heart-rate-reducing medicine and occasionally they do an ECG or take a blood sample or I have to go to the bathroom because my stomach is feeling very upset.
Eventually my heart calmed down and the hospital let me out of their sanitary grasp. I then spent a couple of days at home eating a lot of white bread and rice to calm down my still very upset stomach that now seems to have had a little too much white bread and rice. I've been sleeping at least twelve hours each night for a couple of days, waking up at four (why four??), sleeping most of the day as well, feeling overall dizzy and amazingly tired all the time. I'm feeling a bit better today so I'm sitting here to tell you about my little adventure. ;)
Symptoms indicate a concussion, which they should have been able to figure out at the hospital, but it seems they were too concerned with my heart, of which I believe the increased rate was just a side-effect of the fall. Why I fainted is a mystery though, I have never fainted before; I'm hoping it won't become a habit after this. Anyhow, that's all for this weeks adventures, later.