Last night was a night of firsts. Some of them I can't wait to repeat (like participating more in mock bouts and learning the game). Some of them I hope I never, ever repeat (such as going splat onto the rink floor that lead to my first concussion which lead to my first CT scan). I knew the night held interesting events for me when I had that rare but crazy mix of emotions that only comes once in a blue moon: fear, excitement, curiosity, doubt, and a touch of panic. Maybe more than a touch...
Anyhoo, I got to actually participate in a jam. To ME, it was participation, as much as I could given my limited abilities. To my teammates, it was probably more like them doing the work while I muttered "sorry" and "what do I do!?" repeatedly. :) I had fun, learned quite a bit, and definitely look forward to the day when I can hold my own.
But...there was this one little thing sucked. I don't really know what happened other than one minute I was skating in my shaky "what the fuck am I doing" state, and the next...BAM!After a sleepless night of nausea and a throbbing headache, I went to the doc who confirmed I had a concussion. I was unable to convince her that I was fine, and I found myself at United Regional for my first CT scan. I haven't heard back so no news is surely good news.
Tomorrow I look forward to less pain (fingers crossed), breakfast with my son, and then pulling my kids out of school early to enjoy a Friday with them before heading to see my parents. We haven't seen them since November and still have our Christmas to enjoy! Yeah, presents in April! Dad wants to go "dancin" in McLean too. Not sure I want to boot-scoot, but I've got my new, purty cowgirl boots ready to show off! Yee-haw! Hope ya'll have a great weekend too!
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