Have you ever wondered if your sense of humor is a little too over the top? And you think, "I probably should be a little more upset about the situation I am currently in" but you just can't help laugh?
Well, as some of you know, that how I operate. So it doesn't surprise me much that when I woke up at 5:30am laying in a puddle of blood on my bathroom floor that I immediately thought:
"I wonder if Grissom would be able to immediately see that I just passed out, or if he'd think there was some foul play going on." When got up off of the floor I thought, "Is the blood consistent with the fall?" and when I saw the smear of blood I left on the vanity when I used it to get up I thought, "Would they first think I used the vanity to catch myself?"
Sick, I know.
Incidentally, because I know you are either wondering if I am making this up, or if I am ok, I should tell you that although I am unfortunately not making this up, I am fine-save for a newly shaped nose from the bump and a lower lip that could rival Bubba's.
Not sure what happened, I wasn't feeling good Friday at work and took it easy last night. When I went to bed I was feeling good. Apparently I went to the bathroom around 5am or so and on the way back to bed I blacked out and fell. I had a bloody nose (hence, the bump-which is great b/c I already hate my nose) and my lower lip is split open (On the inside, so it's lovely to eat/drink) Basically I look like I got beat up a bit, but really, it was just my bathroom floor.
I'm feeling ok now, but plan on taking the day and just reading/resting.
But, if I this does happen again, please be sure I end up on CSI Las Vegas, as that is my favorite of the CSI's.