Learn Something New Every Day

I'm going to let you all in on a little secret. Something most of you probably never knew. Maybe you don't care to know.

I'm not real sure exactly at what age this first happened to me. My parents might be able to say. Although, maybe they've lost track.

The most recent occurrence happened this morning.

I was doing dishes. The kids were playing together without screaming, and I was trying to get a few things done. I was scrubbing away on a pizza pan when I stuck my hand into the water and gashed open my finger on our apparently way-too-sharp knife. When I pulled my hand out of the water I already knew what had happened, but instinctively still looked to examine the damage. (mistake #1) Blood plus watery hands from doing dishes made my cut finger look drenched in blood.
I grabbed the closest dish towel and headed toward the bathroom to keep Eden from coming over and freaking out. The throbbing finger, the blood slowly draining from my body (ok...maybe I wasn't bleeding THAT bad), and the thought of it all got to me before I realized I needed to lay down. Next thing I know, I'm waking up on the bathroom floor.

I fainted.

I'm that mommy at home alone with her two kids, that passed out from a cut finger.

Lord help us if something ever happens to my kids and I'm the one that has to be responsible for getting them to the hospital.

Fainting is one of those things that has happened to me so often that I can usually feel it coming on and can lay down quick enough to make it go away.

Of course there was that one time when I was in labor with Salem and they were giving me an IV and I was laying down ALREADY....and I passed out.

Oh and that time I was getting a flu shot in a room full of people and made it to the bed in time to pass out. Really freaked out all the four year olds waiting for their turn.

And there was that one time where I thought I could be a physical therapist so I interned for a day (yes, only made it the ONE day) and while a lady was explaining her knee replacement surgery for me...I passed out.

And the time that I tore my ACL jumping hurdles during track practice one day...and passed out.

When visiting friends or family in the hospital, it's not uncommon for me to have to leave their room because I start getting queasy.  If I ever visit you in the hospital and faint next to your hospital bed, yeah, don't take it personal. :)

Have I ever given blood? Of course not. Am I crazy?! Though I did have my blood drawn last week for my doc appointment and didn't even get light-headed. I was so proud of myself! :)

So there's no real theme here. It's not just blood. It's not just needles. It's not completely psychological.

.......and on that note...... I better go lay down.  :)