Yesterday morning I woke up, got dressed, went to do my hair when all of a sudden I was paralyzed on my right side, and in a huge, huge world of pain. It came on so suddenly that Grant thought I was having a stroke. So I assured him that I wasn't having a stroke, but I probably did need to go to the hospital.
Grant had to go to court, so my brother Todd ended up taking me. The nurses get me in pretty much immediately and take my vital signs, which don't look good. So the nurse starts to freak out because she thinks I'm having a stroke. I assure her that I am not having a stroke.
The doctor finally comes in and tells me I have Torticollis, not a stroke. "I thought only kids got Torticollis," I say. And he says, "Nope, look it up on the Internet."
Even though they told me not to go back to work, I went back to work because I just have too much to do. And here's the best part. When I got there, I looked up Torticollis, and guess what? Animals get it too. Here's the picture on the Wikipedia page.
Maybe it was the drugs, but I thought the guinea pig looked hilarious because that's pretty much what I look like right now, my head all bent to the side and a miserable expression on my face. I told Grant if it got bad enough, they could just put me to sleep.
Anyway, huge birthday wishes to BFF Emily Wing Smith. She celebrated the big 3-0 yesterday, and we will be partying like it's 1999.
Also congratulations again to brother Todd who was featured in this article for the contest he won.