Guys.

[minxy]

I could say something about the wankery that exploded in my peripheral fandom vision, and I could thank you for so graciously keeping the wank out of this journal.

(Minxy's world, where our motto is "don't like the pairing that's just been recced? Wait a minute and it'll change.")

(Ignoring, of course, that completely spurious, tongue-in-cheek ship war between the Cam/Daniel and Cam/Teal'c shippers because I am so not over that, omg!)

Or I could thank you in general for being lovely people, because on a normal day I really don't feel the need of a community event to feel the love, and I hope you know how I enjoy your company.

But.

BUT. I was doing some construction work today and my main partner questioned absolutely every decision I made and argued every single point down to when it was appropriate to put something down. When he went home, I was paired with a different partner who has the regrettable habit of setting tools down on top of the ladders we were on and at one point a ladder tipped and I was struck on the head. By a hammer. It was a fairly tall ladder too, I would like to say.

[physics 101 questions (10 points) if a 5 lbs hammer falls from a 7 ft ladder and strikes a 5'7" woman on the head, at what velocity is the instrument traveling when it strikes her scalp?]

YES. Blow to the head, people. And head wounds, even if they don't require stitches, bleed like a mo' fo'.

So I draw a bath (though not to wash or even pull my hair), pull my computer to play some music and do a quick check of the flist while I'm there and. AND. minnow1212 organizes links to threads of people on her flist who've been loved in the (not so) anonymous love meme (she put my name in the ring too, the beauty) and...

Guys. Thank you. Some times a little love comes at just the right time. Like when one has a hard day of hard work and caps it with an occasionally bleeding head wound. Thank you.

ETA: You guys remain wonderful and generous and my head is much better today. No swelling, minimal point tenderness and a continuing absence of any concussion symptoms. I am thick-skulled is wot. Go me!

Comments

[kres.livejournal.com]

o.O




omg.

Are you ok?

*hugs you very, very gently*


*does NOT use the hammer icon

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

I am just fine. My head actually doesn't hurt, but I expect it to swell and bruise overnight so I've taken some painkillers on principle.

Oh, use the hammer icon. Last night I was out with a girlfriend from the Africa trip and her family and my family and we were all drinking Hammerhead Beer.

I kid you now. We think it was an omen. In any case, it's been brought up several times today. And my Dad has also offered to let me take a hard hat into the bath if I wanted to. So.

Am not fragile. It would take at least a 6 pound hammer to crack this skull, baby.

[destina.livejournal.com]

Fandom was filled with happiness for a little while today, and I'm going to go to bed smiling because of it, and that's a beautiful thing. :)

*hugs you for good measure* I hope your hurty head feels better soon!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Lord, me too. It's nice to see fandom be all positive for a while. I am sorry that it followed the wankery; though, what an awesome response.

I'm a little weepy yet (it's amazing how that alarms people) but I've felt no pain since the original incident. I've a pretty high tolerance, actually.

I'll probably have to grow out another wee little tuft of hair right in the middle of my head again, though. I'll be like Alfalfa. AGAIN.

[seanchaidh.livejournal.com]

Whoa, Cam/Daniel and Cam/Teal'c fan wars? Huh.

Did you get your head checked? My friend hit her head against a display case at work and ended up with a low grade concussion that's still affecting her six months later. *worries*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

OOOooooh, we made it up. It was hilarious and prompted something like, um, two fics! Yes. Dueling fics. I, of course, read everything, so it was made of win!

Not only is it handy to be a doctor in these situations, it's also rilly handy to be doing amateur construction work with a bunch of doctory and nursey friends. I can't tell you how many people have checked my eye pupils.

Am fine, promise. Am nearly indestructible, in fact.

[feather-autant.livejournal.com]

::checks pupils worriedly:: How many fingers am I holding up? Any double vision? Nausea? *gnaws fingernails*

I hope you're okay!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

*snort* Yes, you and all the other doctors and nurses today. Pupils fine, no headache, no vision changes, no nausea, no blackouts. Promise.

I'm fine, though I expect some bruising and swelling overnight. Possibly a little more bleeding, just because it's determined. You're probably doing more damage to your fingernails gnawing at them like that.

*pets you* I'm fine, I promise. Won't even leave a scar!

[synecdochic]

The meme was already full when I found it -- I'm not getting my memos, dammit! -- so I'll say it here: every time I see your name or your icon on my friends list it makes me smile, because you are a perpetual bright spot who is so positive, so good, that just reading your words, whatever they might be, makes the day a little better.

*sends healing vibes*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Oh, thank you. Thanks.

*is still a little weepy, and just out of the bath, so mildly damp hugs*

[delphia2000.livejournal.com]

*gentle all-better-now-kisses for your poor noggin!*

I figured your name was someplace in those pages and pages of virtual love, but was too tired to look, I'm sorry to say. But I know where to find you to tell you how amazing you are and to blow you virtual kisses!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Thanks. I'm one of those incredibly un-graceful weepers. I don't cry much--like, ever. When I do, though, my eyes swell, my sinuses swell, and I cry for *hours*. I can't even *see*, but I'll keep intermittantly weeping off and on while my eyes attempt to cool off enough for me to actually get my eyelids open. Ai.

Talk about too tired to look. I never would have seen that if Minnow hadn't linked to whateverwhatever page and pointed me. Glad I did see it, though. It was unlooked for, and all the more wonderful for it and the timing.

My mom gave me a cookie. One never outgrows that kind of comfort.

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

This is why I surround myself with people like you, so I can get all the best bits of fandom and skirt the silliness... *smiles*

Owie for the headwound! Hammers are not your friend!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Well, you know, normally they are quite handy. They are just not good for heads. Ow.

(actually, it being the next day, there is no pain, minimal point tenderness and only the teeniest of secondary bruises. I got off so easy.)

(and, thanks for the compliment)

[moonshayde.livejournal.com]

People talking about this mysterious wank that I know nothing about. Intriguing.

(Ignoring, of course, that completely spurious ship war between the Cam/Daniel and Cam/Teal'c shippers because I am so not over that, omg!)

Are you serious? There was one? That strikes me as kind of funny. I'm mean.

But here's to fandoms in general, the mellow and the wacky! *raises glass*

[rydra_wong]

Are you serious? There was one?

Not a serious one *g*. As one of the culprits, I should explain that a bunch of us ended up jokingly having the World's Smallest Ship War in the comments of one of kylielee1000's posts - ah, here.

It was very silly and entirely free from actual wank.

[rydra_wong]

Owwwwwww. Blows to the head bad. I know this.

*makes consoling noises*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

It's so hard to actually hurt me. I have a pain tolerance that's through the roof and can really get me in trouble sometimes when pain is the early symptom and recognising it can be, you know, helpful (don't even get me started on dentistry.) But scalp wounds have a habit of looking worse than they are, and it was the end of a long, frustrating, and yet still productive, day... I was just done. Had no sense of how bad or not it was, just needed sleep.

I thought of you when the umpteenth person checked my pupils. I think we were IMing so you could stay awake and see if the brain was concussed? Last night, I announced I was just fine, the family instantly believed me and went on joking about Hammerhead beer to commemorate the occasion, but the gathered friends could not get over the continued intermittant weeping.

(side note: see, I don't cry much, but when I do? My whole upper face swells up: sinues, eyes, tear ducts... it's a matter of saying boo to me for those tears to well up in a shallow well and spill over. So it takes a good hour for the weeping to stop. The family knows this as they gave me the genes)

(and I have almond shaped eyes anyway (this went over big in Asia) so they tend to disappear entirely when I cry, making checking my pupils extra challenging.)

So the pain was pretty much isolated to the actual whacking event and the pouring of water over the bleeding wound. I've had no pain since, but I took some ibuprophen last night anyway in advance of swelling or bruising overnight.

Nothing. I have a 2 mm scab on my head, point tenderness on it only, and one secondary bruise (limited) right on the crown of my head (which may have been from holding boards up with my head earlier and having a ball cap on with a little top button at the time). That's it. Itty bitty wound, minimal bruising, no swelling, no concussion.

Um, you can hit me again if that's really annoying. It's so hard to actually hurt me. I know I'm going to hit 50 and have trouble with my knees or something and be totally baffled.

So I'm okay. I may not work on projects over my head today, however. Maybe the roof. Or burning the scrap wood! That would be fun. Big bonfire. Smell of smoke. Roasted marshmellows.... yum.

[jenlev.livejournal.com]

frell and ouch. and jeez, no tools on top of LADDERS! yes, that's capslocks of annoyance that someone would do that. hope you're feeling ok today and that you won't hesitate to have it looked at by someone. :::gentle hugs:::

and that was a lovely love meme, and you are quite a delight.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

His wife immediately scolded him for leaving the hammer, but it took him a while to remember that he'd been on that ladder, that he was the only one who set things down rather than hand them off or put them in a tool belt... he felt awfully, actually, and he's a good friend besides that little habit. It was a long day or I would have checked and watched for safety issues.

I did have it looked at. We had an ER nurse working on the other side of the building and (besides me) at least one other doctor there, so it was universally proclaimed Not-Stitch-Worthy and I had my pupils checked regularly for the next 3 or 4 hours. Today I feel fine, and there was almost no swelling or bruising, which I half expected (big goose-egg, you know). Nothing. I feel pretty great after a hard days work and a long bath and good 10 hours of sleep. Yeah.

I think it's safe to say I'm just fine.

(thanks, and thanks for comments in the meme and elsewhere lately. I joy in your company)

[princessofg.livejournal.com]

ouch! glad you're okay.

and if there was sg-1 wank, i missed it!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

No SG-1 wank, this was in Supernatural, and classic jealosy of Those Who Get More Feedback.

I'm just fine, there were fewer effects today than I expected, actually.

[sid]

OUCH! :-(

Hope this morning finds you well-rested and less weepy.

*womanfully resists urge to ruffle your hair*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Oooh, yes, no hair ruffling. We have minimal bruising or swelling, but that doesn't mean the wound mightn't open up again and start the whole bleeding fiasco from the beginning.

You know in Asia we were told not to step over people or point with our feet, because they're the dirtiest parts of the body. Then not to touch anyone's head or mess with their hair, because that is the most sacred part of the body. I remember thinking that it was funny to need those admonishments as I was so unlikely to run around touching anyone's head, but I think Jack might really have problems if he ever has to accompany Daniel on one of those diplomatic missions. He's twitchy anyway.

[duck-wrangler.livejournal.com]

Gentle hug ~warm healing vibes~ soothing tones and delicious chocolates - hope the head isn't hurting too bad today!

*glares at silly human who puts tools ON ladders* - I hope at least he learned a lesson from this!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Oh, I love your prescriptions. I feel marvelous today. Just fine. And I think the guy who left the tool on the ladder just was feeling worse and worse as the evening wore on--stayed a long time to make sure that I was okay, and cringed a little every time we joked about me taking a blow to the head. He'll be back to work today, and I'll make you a watch if he leaves a tool anywhere, let alone on a ladder.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Ouch!! You poor thing! I'm so sorry you got stuck with two idiots, geeze! Time for your second partner to learn some new habits. Forcibly.

::hugs you carefully::

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

You know, he rushed projects and could get a little sloppy, but felt just wretchedly bad when he realized he'd left the hammer there. The first guy had an innate disrespect for any decision I made, and that was infinitely more upsetting to me. They were both friends of my parents was the problem, so I'm a lot younger and a girl, and I just got less respect. Sometimes it was a lot less and sometimes it was corrected as we worked together, so ultimately I prefer the latter situation with the ladder situation.

*is fine, claims un-careful hug*

[starglyph.livejournal.com]

OMG, ouch! Nothing hurts like a head bang. Glad to hear you didn't have any lasting problems. I hope you've learned a lesson here, missy!

*offers cookie to make up for scolding*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Wot? Don't work with people who leave tools in dangerous places? Naw, it was just an accident, with really minimal consequences, fortunately.

I got in the house and my Mom instantly offered me food, drink, a table nearby to put my water on, and a cookie when I really didn't feel like food. Never let anyone say a cookie won't make you feel better.

[execknowitall.livejournal.com]

Not taking into account drag, the hammer was falling at 8.471m/s when it smacked you on the head, hon.

Ouch! Hope you're okay. *hugs*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

LOL. I didn't even see it until it was lying peacefully on the ground, actually, I was still looking around for the 2x4 which must've fallen from where we'd fastened it in the eaves or whatnot... yeah. Stoopid hammer.

I'm fine, though, much better for a good nights sleep.

[shiba-inu.livejournal.com]

I certainly hope you whacked this person with their own hammer.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

That's a GREAT ICON. Ha.

Nope, good enough friend that it wasn't necessary. I think he'd crumpled himself into a little ball faster than a hammer would have done it.

Did really minimal damage considering.

[lyr]

I came to the love meme too late to comment, alas. So I wanted to drop by here and say that you are a warm, interesting, thoughtful presence on flist, and I really appreciate that.

And also, ouch! I'm sorry you had such an awful, head-wound-y day. *hugs*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Oh, thank you. It was a tough day, but oddly productive for all the frustrations and oweys. *accepts hugs gratefully*

[cofax7]

Eeeeks! Hammer on head! Yikes!

I'm so glad you didn't get badly injured, and isn't it funny the way you travel all the way around the world, and then come home to get hurt.

I got your postcard! And it was beautiful and made me nostalgic for Krabi province, the sand and the warm water and the coconut palms and the fresh coconut shakes... ::sigh::

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

I could not find people to sell me stamps in Laos, and then I got to Krabi and all thoughts of buying stamps took second seat to swimming in the ocean. So, though it's a little less cool, your postcard got sent from the good ol' US. Probably faster, however.

I saw articles about climbing there, though, and am tempted to go back and try it your way... only, the ocean would call me. Hrm. Must consider that.

It is ironic. Very very. Though I got this amazing migraine in Africa, worst I've ever had in my life, and possible the least capable I've ever been of taking care of myself. I'd rather be home where my Mom can offer cookies, my Dad can tell me I was right and tease about wearing a hard hat in the bath, and I can randomly get love from my flist. Yeah.

[theemdash]

Y'know what I love best about the love meme? It gives me the courage to friend people whom I admire. *waves* Hello.

Also, ow.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Hello! This is a very unusual post. Normally, I don't hurt myself on a regular basis. I swear.

That love meme is cool on many levels.

[raqs.livejournal.com]

A skull is a terrible thing to waste.
Good for yours for doing your job and protecting your spicy brains.
Please to not do that again.

Thank you.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

Terribly useful, skulls.

Never again, promise. I'm so over that kind of adventure. Today, for example, I was terribly useful and very rarely worked with anything over my head. Except my hat. Hats are good.

Also I've now taken a cleansing bath today and washed and conditioned my hair, and it feels really good. To have clean hair. I smell yummy. *is edible*

Also, never again. Promise.