What an evening!!!!
I'm a bit embarrassed by this, but it's too crazy not to share.
One of the doors on my Jeep sticks. Sometimes REALLY bad. Like tonight.
I pushes so hard on it with my thumb to try and unstick it (even though I don't think that's where it sticks!) that a sort of rotated my thumb oddly and heard a sort of pop!! Immediately, it hurt really bad and was like, geez! I just jammed my thumb on a car door!!! So I was sort of dancing around, holding my thumb, trying to get the girls into their carseats without using that hand—not too successfully I might add—and I just kept getting dizzier and dizzier.
I knew I needed to A.) Take care of my girls, and B.) Drive them home, so I kept fighting really hard to keep it together. After all, it was only my thumb!!!
Only I didn't really succeed. And apparently even thumbs can cause your body to do some crazy stuff! After trying to get Little in her seat and only half way succeeding, I found myself sitting on the ground. That made me feel a little bit better so I stayed there. . .only I kept falling from the sitting position to laying down!!!
At this point everything is incredibly fuzzy.
I remember fighting against loosing consciousness(!!??!?!), the girls started crying and screaming, I popped back up, told them I was OK, tried to finish buckling Little into her seat, and next thing I knew I was back on the ground ( I have a bruise across my bum, maybe I fell?) and here I'm not fully aware of what was going on, I just remember bobbing back and forth from laying down in the parking lot to sitting!! Very vaguely I remember the girls screaming. That's always good right? Girls screaming in the car. . .Mother laying beside it in the parking lot. Normal, run-of-the-mill after work day care pick up.
At that point I think I fully blacked out for a little bit. Another Mom saw me bobbing up and down and thought I was having a seizure! She came over asked if I was OK, and I think at this point I started to come back around again, I told her I was OK, I just needed to stay down for a little bit. She moved me to the sidewalk, her husband got the girls settled down, and then got me something to drink and a snack bar.
Finally, my head cleared, but I was still incredibly shaky. Like my hands were attached to a vibrator or something. She offered to drive me home, since her husband could follow her and I VERY reluctantly agreed. I felt OK, but since I had my girls, I went with the safe route and didn't chance it.
This is what my elbow looked like as a result of beating it on the pavement!
Nice. Now I can't move my thumb or my bend my elbow!
So we've decided that I sprained my thumb rather than jammed it, and now that the swelling has gone down, I have decent mobility. Still quite painful if I put any pressure on it.
But seriously! How crazy is this!?
The thing where there was an actual safety risk went fine. I stood on his shoulders, no one dropped me, all was well.
But opening my car door?? Generally a pretty safe act—THAT puts me on the ground and unconscious?????
Hope you have a great weekend! I'll be keeping ice on my thumb!
xoxo Lori Danelle