Well, I don't believe I am writing this post! Yesterday, I woke up feeling odd and my head weighed a ton and I had a headache. I called my physical therapist to see if any of our work could account for this and he didn't think so.
Well, to go back a month, while I was in NYC with my sister, Mary, I tripped over a hotel threshhold and fell on my left shoulder and then slid 2 feet into the following door banging my head pretty hard. Mary about lost it because I am on coumadin. The hotel manager and two of the wormen who work the welcoming desk got me to my feet and sat me down in the lobby. My shoulder started to hurt so I asked them for an ice pack which they brought and Mary and I went off to our room. My arm and shoulder hurt a lot but she and I continued to enjoy our favorite city to visit.
Saw three musicals plus visited the 9/11 Memorial and the Tenement Museum. Our old friend from SeniorLearn, LucyLbr, (she now helps in the Latin classes) met us for breakfast on Friday and had arranged the trip to the two museums. In the evening as we parted to ride the Metro to our different locations, Lucy invited us out to Far Rockaway where she lives. So she had planned another day for us! The following Monday we traveled 2 1/2 hours on the train and had a wonderful visit with Lucy.
The weather was spectacular the whole week we were in NYC so on Tuesday we decided to visit the new High Line Park (an old elevated train bed that has been turned into a lovely park for walking). While we were walking along enjoying the bright sun shiny day, I stopped and turned to say something to Mary and tripped backward and fell onto the sidewalk and into the bushes. Again I hit my left shoulder (on the backside this time) and my elbow. Several New Yorkers stopped to help me up.
I felt like an idiot! Once I was oriented and rested, we left to eat lunch. Needless to say, my shoulder was really hurting me but I managed to ignore it and go out that night to see "Jersey Boys".
We were leaving on Wednesday and Mary had to help me pack my suitcase and back pack. At the airport, when checking in, my ever helpful sister, had to do all my heavy lifting. While waiting for our planes, mine to Ohio and hers, to North Carolina, we munched on junk food and continued our busy chatting. And home we went.
So, I saw my dr about my falls, was x-rayed, and sent for PT which was scheduled for the next four weeks.
That brings me to the heavy head and headache yesterday. I called my dr about it, went to his office and was checked out and found to be so-so. Was sent to the ER for a CT scan. After a long list of questions put to me by the ER drs, nurses, et al, I was told they didn't think my falls in NYC that had caused my present problems. The CT scan showed nothing out of the ordinary but now I have to see a neurologist due to my list of other symptoms that I had mentioned while being checked in. All along I thought the symptoms were from my falls.
So, this loooooooooong story has been to ask for prayers and good thoughts for my husband and me as the drs try to see whats going on with my body. Needless to say, we are very concerned but trying to remain strong. Just knowing that I have you all to reach out to for prayer makes me feel better.