Recently i have had a vein in my leg that has been bothering me, so i made an appointment to see a doctor about it, but before i could see the doctor i had to have an ultrasound on it. I went to this appointment thinking it was going to be no big deal, boy was i wrong. I went back into the ultrasound room and laid down on a bed to do the first part, that was easy enough. Next they had me stand up on a step stool that was 4 steps up, and proceeded with the ultrasound. I could feel i was getting dizzy, and when it was too late i knew i was going to pass out, i fell straight back and hit my head on the door, then the floor. Calculating that I'm about 5'8" and the stairs were about 4' high my head fell about 10'. And that's pretty much how that whole experience went. The paramedics were there when i woke up, they told me i had been unconscious for about 4 minutes, and that i was seizing. Luckily my dad was with me, and my mom had just shown up. They were all trying to talk me into going to the hospital, and I was determined I was NOT going. After much convincing my mother talked me into going to get a CAT scan at the hospital with the condition that i would not have to get an IV. Since i have anxiety at hospitals i figured this would only make it worse to go there, but against my better judgement i went. I got to ride in a ambulance for my first, and hopefully last time. I went and did the CAT scan and everything came back normal, but for some reason i had a massive headache, and they told me they could only give me pain medication through an IV. My head hurt bad enough that i finally got the stupid IV, and after being at the hospital for what seemed like forever, i finally got to go home. I brought some souvenirs with me to always remember my trip, i got a concussion that will last for a week or so, the cool hospital bracelet, and the awesome neck brace to keep me from moving in the ambulance.
Still haven't finished that ultrasound......
