So, I bumped my head tonight. It's probably no big deal, but after hearing so much about the deaths of both Natasha Richardson (who hit her head on the snow) and Jett Travolta (who hit his head on the bathtub), now I'm completely paranoid. I've been icing the bump and hoping for the best, but what if I fall asleep and never wake up? My neighbors would have to smell my rotting corpse in a few days
(not to mention Michael having to wait at the airport forever because I'm otherwise unavailable to entertain him this weekend). I know, I know. I've probably watched too many episodes of
Grey's Anatomy and all the head injuries. Stupid TV.
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