So we find ourselves back in the thick of things after a terrific week spent with family in San Diego over the holidays and a fun-filled new years eve spent with good friends drinking far too much. To kick off the new year though, Inna pulled off a brilliant trick early Thursday morning which involved having to take her to the ER for stitches, with a CT-Scan and EKG thrown in for good measure.
Suffering from a bout of diarrhea on Wednesday night Inna fought off some serious stomach cramps during the night to the point that while perched on the toilet, the pain was enough to cause her to pass out, fall forward, and bash her head on the floor. Good fortune had her phone ring at 2am (a wrong number) which roused me from my slumber as well as Inna from her state of unconsciousness. Taking some time to figure out what had happened, we soon established she was going to need stitches. At times like this I'm grateful that the in-laws are close and responsive. We were able to leave Danny asleep in their care. After a trip to the clinic and an ambulance ride to the ER, Inna is now sporting stitch stubble and we also learned that doctor's don't refer to feinting spells, but to vasovagal responses or syncope. 2008 can only get better from here.