Thursday, January 05, 2012

That day I thought my head was exploding. Or alternate title: my first post of 2012 and I'm writing about this?

Warning: If you are related to me (or Rich), work with me, do karate with me, or know me personally in any other way you need to click that X up in the top right corner of your screen and come back another day.

Seriously.

This is not the blog post for you.

No really, I'm serious.

I will know if you don't, especially if you can't look me in the eyes tomorrow!

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Okay, now that everyone I know IRL has moved on I feel the need to share something, because I'd rather hear from the Internets if I'm going to die that what happened is completely normal than ask a real medical professional.

First, let me preface this by saying that what I was doing is a completely normal activity and I know you all do it too. And if you don't, you should be! If you need help figuring out how to do it you can go back and read here, here, here and here.

It was a particularly stressful day and I needed a little release, but without all the extra work mess time...oh hell, I just wasn't feeling particularly friendly right then and needed some time alone with Old Faithful on the bus.

So I'm cruising along on the bus and the pace is picking up nicely, when BAM, all of a sudden out of fucking nowhere the bus crashed and my head exploded.

Well, obviously it didn't really explode, because I wouldn't be writing this if there were pieces of a bus brain matter on the bedroom wall.

But if felt like it was exploding. The pain was horrific. Intense. Like slam your head against a concrete wall INTENSE.

It felt like it lasted forever, but I guess it was only a minute or two. I think I moaned and rolled around on the bed for a bit, (and not in a good "moan and roll around on the bed" way). I seriously thought I was having a stroke.

The intense pain abated after a few minutes, but I still had a migraine level headache for a couple hours, and an under the surface headache for another day and a half.

And no, I did NOT reach my destination*. Way to add insult to injury, huh?

So peeps, what the hell happened? Has that ever happened to you? Are my bus riding days over?



*I told Rich about it the next day, and his first question was "well, did you at least finish?"




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6 comments:

  1. Yes, that happened to me once but I wasn't alone on the bus. Turns out I tweaked my neck. And it was quite the story to tell my chiropractor the next day!

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  2. Sorry, don't know what happened, never experienced anything like it. But you made me realize I definitely have to spend some time in your blog history, 'cause oh my god I've missed a lot :-)

    My stash is in a box under the bathroom sink, nobody EVER goes in there cause it's just too much trouble. I hope. I'll tell you when the kids get older :-)

    My grandparents had a vibrator on their mantlepiece for years (my mom tells me), they thought it was just a massage machine for my grandma's neck and back pains :-)

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  3. I've never tried the topicals but ahem....get yourself a "rabbit" and be done with it. It's worth the $80. Trust me.

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  4. I've never heard of intense pain like that happening.... my first instinct is that your body released a bunch of tension, but the other thing is, it could be like the poster above said, a pinched nerve, constricted something, you might want to consult a doc if it happens again.

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  5. Oh yes, my best one is very similar, although it is called "tarzan" and the rabbit is a monkey.

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