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Friday, August 31, 2007

Last Night I Dropped a Lamp on My Head

In a sudden burst of energy, I decided to vacuum at 9 p.m. I was still strung out on Benadryl, cayenne pepper, Theraflu, and various other stuff designed to rid myself of the evil that is this cold.

My house is a little crowded these days. Which makes walking around difficult, never mind vacuuming! What came over me?!?

In a slo-mo-Rube-Goldberg-esque sequence, the vacuum got hung on a dining room chair, and flipped it over, knocking into a very heavy, and very unstable (it had a rough childhood), floor lamp, which then conked me right in the back of the head.

I saw stars.

Proving once more that housework is bad for you.

Thanks for all your kind comments. Sorry if I infected you. I can indeed recommend the cayenne-pepper gargle cure. It worked. Or else time and antibiotics worked. Take your pick!