For the record: I'm 5'3". Technically speaking, 5'3.25".
So I'm short.
And I walked into a support beam yesterday.
Yep. Skillz.
I felt pretty stellar all day. Until I got to work and was moving much faster than I had been moving at home. Running up and down and all around. And then my head started to feel funny.
I wouldn't say I'm concussed. I would say that this is the closest I've come to being concussed. I slept through the night last evening and I'm still alive, so no worries folks. Unfortunately, I had wanted to work on a few things tonight. Instead here I sit, waiting for the acetaminophen I took to kick in. Maybe then I will be able to fall asleep. Here's to good books, deep sleep, and feeling better tomorrow. *cross your fingers*
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