So, the event of the week....an emergency room visit!

Yesterday, when I was getting just getting ready to leave for my show, I hit my head on a bookcase and had to go to the emergency room instead.

It didn't seem too bad at first. My head didn't hurt, and it stopped bleeding quickly. I kept asking Alan if it was possible to do the shows first, then take care of it. He convinced me (only after he showed me my head in the mirror) that it probably needed to be looked at.

So I went to the hospital, meanwhile frantically calling my troupe to see if we could find my understudy last minute. I did need staples. 7 of them. The proceedure wasn't bad. It's far easier to get staples on the back of your head then on your nose like the last time...watching someone put stitches right between your eyes is unnerving.

I'd asked my director if she wanted me to give up both shows to my swing, but she asked if I would please come and finish out the run. So I went to the second show of the day, carefully put my costume and crown over my fresh stitches, and did the run. The crown fell off my head at one point, and I had to shove it back on sight unseen. It didn't hurt, but I was worried that it would. The local anesthetic held out until about midway through, then I started to feel it.

My head aches a little this morning, but otherwise my biggest debate is how to hide staples at work. If hats are not an option.

Oy.