What did you do Saturday night?

Well, thanks for asking!

I spent 3 hours in the Emergency Room. Thankfully B, was with me. But, let me lead up to the eventful night.

Friday I woke up about 3 a.m. with violent chills. Begged B to throw some more blankets over me and hug me tight. Got up for work, the sides of my head above me ears hurt to touch. My glands were swollen and I felt hot all over. Headed to the folks place about 4 hours away later on Friday and just kept feeling worse. Friday night I touched my forehead and realized something wasn't quite right. I was red by my hairline and it was warm and swollen. Didn't get a whole lot of sleep that night. NICE, huh?

Saturday I just kept feeling worse - taking Tylenol every 4 hours and not seeing much for results. Half my forehead is now red and swollen, my whole scalp hurts, my glands are huge and my head hurt. My 11 year old niece decides that I need to go to the hospital so I don't die...so...guess where we went!!

Thankfully the Emergency Room was quiet, we got a lovely room right away. My doctor was baffled. Yes, it did look like I had an ear or sinus infection but what to heck was going on my with my forehead and scalp. So, 1 CAT scan and a pint of blood later (well maybe not quite that much) and it was decided that I definitely had an infection (sinusitis) and some kind of weird thing going on with my scalp which may or may not be connected. To sum up the night it was three hours in the ER on an uncomfortable bed in a johnny, a trip through the entire hospital in the johnny and my socks for the CAT scan, 4 prescriptions and a doctor who thought he should mention that he'd never seen anything like it in his 15 years of being a doctor. It was quite an event.

The meds are working. I'm feeling better, just tired...but then when am I not! Once again, B was the man....getting me to and from the ER safely (forgot to mention that we had had the first snowstorm of the season that day!) Sitting there, bored out of his mind and tending to my whiny needs. He deserves a medal. Well...he did until he forgot and kissed me on the forehead Monday night and then immediately went and washed his lips with soap cuz he was afraid of my germs! Love him!