Lights out

Last night I fainted for the first time ever. The whole evening was going great.. I was starting dinner and trying to cut into a butternut squash. I was going to try to duplicate the most delicious butternut squash soup that we had last month at a holiday dinner at the Four Seasons Hotel. In the process I sliced my finger. It was sorta deep but not deep enough for stitches in my mind. Chris bandaged me up and seemed a little concerned that I was refusing the stitches. I went back into the kitchen and suddenly felt hot and head-swimmy. Next thing I knew, I was in the floor with Chris over me, shouting at me and kinda freaking out. Poor thing - it really scared him. He got me up and put me to bed and immediately called Dr. U. Dr. U calmed him down and asked a bunch of questions about how I was feeling (I felt just fine). Since I was having no pain or nausea or vomiting or anything WLS-related, he told me to rest and to go to the ER if I started having any other symptoms. This morning I woke up with a big lump on the back of my head and a serious bruise on my ass. I guess it's a good thing that my big ole booty cushioned my fall.