Monday, I was so dizzy upright that I developed vertigo and nearly ran off the road before I made it 1/4 mile to the office. The rest of the week was spent slightly less dizzy and feeling like someone beat me with a tomato stake.

I generally get confrontational with anything that disables me. After I was nearly killed when I was 16, I refused to use a bedpan in the hospital. I somehow managed to corral two IV poles and manage the spinal tap in my neck and inch my way to the bathroom of the hospital room. I caused a big panic with the nurses on that floor because I went off their diagnostics equipment.

I'm not a very smart person, actually. :)