I really wish I could say that this was the first time I've ever woken up to the clear and immediate thought: "I need to go to the emergency room."
I was all hopped up on Mamet, Claire from ANTM cycle 10 in Pianos, and a day spent with surprise-Edinburghers (and maybe some whiskey sours), and I hopped out of the taxi with gusto. Into a ditch. Onto my talofibular ligament. Then I went to sleep. Then I woke up. And there we are.
Additionally, Nurse Jackie has utterly destroyed my ability to not act like a spaz to hospital staff.
