I fainted on Saturday. It was the first time I have ever fainted. I have been having dizzy spells for a few months now and, of course, I have not been the most diligent about getting to the doctor to figure out why.
The dizzy spells are called "presyncope." I have looked them up. It is not vertigo or anything else. It's presyncope. That basically means; "about to faint."
The severity of the dizzy spells has ranged from; low - a light cloudy feeling with no loss of balance to moderate - a very dizzy feeling with a loss of balance and a need to steady myself by holding on to something nearby. Over the past several days the frequency of moderate "presyncope" episodes has been much higher. On Saturday, for the first time, I experienced an actual fainting episode.
It was just my luck that I went face first into my brand new coffee table. I must have reached out for it to steady myself but went down too fast. I remember being on the floor looking down at my hands with my knees and butt on the ground and legs to my side. No sooner did I realize what just happened when blood began to drip rapidly out of my face. I was still confused and weak but I knew I had to move fast because there was so much blood dripping and dripping and dripping...
I was in shock and ill equipped with my band-aid situation. I didn't want to do it but I had to call my mom. When she came and looked at the two deep gashes in my face she realized I needed stitches. She was talking about plastic surgery and stuff too - it was really scary. This is my FACE! And why am I fainting at age 25?
I ended up with 24 stitches and I have a big puffy black eye. Oh yeah, I also ended up canceling a first date with a nice, cool and funny guy.
That is why I say - I have the worst luck!!
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