From The Desk of the Insufferable
When I hurt myself really badly, I pass out. It's happened several times in my life. A wave of nausea sweeps over me and and suddenly I wake up on the floor not knowing how much time has passed. Today, I twisted my shoulder, recognized the feeling and when I went down, I hit my head on my bathtub so hard I have given birth to a giant bump on my forehead that is probably going to grow a face at any moment. I woke up naked and dazed, crawled over to sit on the toilet and called Mike. Then, promptly passed out again as soon as he answered...ripping down the shower curtain. If you're going to do something, you really need to do it, I guess. I staggered to bed and lay there for a minute talking and then I felt embarrassed about the whole thing. Not because I pass out when I feel extreme pain - that's just my body's way of dealing with it. But because here is yet another thing that requires telling people something unpleasant about myself that will require extra maint