I guess I scared the stinkey waste product out of my friend

Have you ever gotten to ride in the front of an ambulance with the lights and sirens blaring? Have you ever been called by a friend and told that they can't stay awake and they don't know where their kids are? Have you ever been told that you trashed your bathroom, ripped wallpaper off the wall, broke a garbage can, turned on the oven, got some break out on a plate then put the rest of the loaf in the freezer and not remembered any of it?

This describes my day yesterday. I remember very little of it. Most of it was just what people told me. I totally lost a day. I remember getting up in the early afternoon, sitting in the lazy boy, chatting with Erin and Emily for a couple minutes before they left and then waking up this afternoon about 3:30 pm or so. There are a few other vague memories amongst those, but very vague and dream like. I guess I can say it's exciting to be my friend?

When I got up this afternoon, I was so zombie-like. I could speak, but really didn't want to. My eyes wouldn't really go to or do what I wanted them to. They just kind of stared blankly. I feel a little more with it now, but am still kind of out of it.

All the Dr said was that my tests came back ok and to follow up with my cardiologist in 2 days. That place is nuts. All they ever do is take a chest xray, do blood work and an EKG, get the results back and send me home. Umm....I don't think I was there for heart related problems this time. I just couldn't be woke up, I was comatose. All the Dr told Fred was that I needed extra fluids. They didn't even hook me up to the IV at the hospital. What does that have to do with being lethargic? Oh well. I'm still alive and kicking...but not really so much the kicking as that would wear me out. I am sparing some bruises for all the attempts to put in an IV port which they only ended up using to take blood from. My neck and arm ache the worst, but my whole body feels like I pulled muscles.

Just another fun filled day in the life, or not-so-called life, of Julie, who had really thought that her days of ER visits and hospital stays were over.