I'm going to answer some more of my questions soon, but first I have a story to tell you. 

I went to Myrtle Beach this weekend, and I had a really great time... well, mostly. 

We hung out on the beach, had a super nice room.. like it was a suite in this super nice hotel. The suite was bigger than the house I live in, and definitely a lot nicer. 

I met a lot of nice new people, and we all just had a good time! 

But then Saturday night, things took kind of a scary turn. 

Charlotte, Stephanie, Jennifer and I decided to use the free child care, and go out to dinner with a couple of other people who were there on the spouses retreat. 

We took a hotel shuttle to a Mexican Restaurant and were eating and having a great time. I decided to go to the restroom before the check came. When I stood up, I started to feel dizzy. I've been having dizzy spells on and off for about a year, but only for a few seconds when I first stand up.   But this time it was different, it just wouldn't go away. 

I came out of the bathroom, and I felt like I was going to pass out, so I stood up against a wall. 

The next thing I remember, is being woken up from a strange dream (I can't remember what it was), and I was surrounded by a bunch of waiters. I was super confused, and I looked down and there was blood all over the floor. The waiter was holding a towel to my forehead and told me to be calm, they were calling 911. 

At some point, my cousin came running over, and I saw flashing lights, indicating that the ambulance had made it. They EMT's came in and said that I would definitely need stitches, but that I didn't have to go with them if someone else could take me to the emergency room. I knew I couldn't go with them, because it would cost me over $800 to go one and a half miles down the road, but since we took the shuttle, no one could drive me either. Right away, one of the waiters offered to take us. 

So, Charlotte and Jennifer rode with me to the hospital while Stephanie went back to get the kids out of daycare. 

I got to the hospital, and Charlotte started crying, which totally freaked me out. They rolled me into the triage center in a wheel chair, and in the big confusion of things, my mom called. Charlotte had my phone, and accidentally answered. I couldn't get very good reception, so the nurse let me call her from the hospital phone. Of course she was totally freaked out... pretty much hysterical, and at that point I just told her that I fainted, not about the gash in my head. 

Thankfully I got into a room right away. They hooked me up to an iv with medicine and saline, ran a ton of tests, and basically said that they didn't know what was wrong. 

5 hours later, I finally got about 7 stitches and got to go back to the hotel. 

When I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt like Frankenstien's Monster. My face was, and still is, super swollen. I also got a sunburn earlier in the day, so it was red too. And, I still had blood all over the place, including all through my hair, which they told me not to wash for 48 hours (that didn't happen). 

So yeah, it was a pretty rough night. 

I'm still trying to figure out why in happened, but I might not ever know. Luckily I got away with just a few stitches and a sore neck! And over all the trip was really fun! 

I need to get to bed now, but I will be back soon!