Laugh at my expense - I insist!

My father had his right hip replaced on Monday. I figured the first day he would be completely out of it, so I would wait until today to visit him in the hospital. I stopped in tonight after working at an event for a local non-profit. It was about 10:15 but I checked and he was still awake, so I went up there. Things were going well. He looked pretty good, obviously a bit groggy from the drugs.

I'd been there about ten minutes gabbing and my dad explained, casually, WHAT it is that they do when replacing a hip - power tools were mentioned - the whole works. Being the "tough guy" that I am, I was handling it quite well, or so I thought. I did feel a bit warm and I attributed that to running from the parking lot in the pouring rain (I don't run, usually), and I figured I just needed a glass of water. I stood up to go to the sink and I recall becoming a bit light-headed as I got my water. I took a sip and thought it was just what I needed until I felt the room spinning violently and my feet didn't seem to work. I tried to walk to the chair but I couldn't navigate. I recall my father asking me if I was okay and I remember spilling the water on me and then the next thing I knew there were FOUR nurses in the room, looking down at me.

Yep, I fainted.

I think I was trying to get down to the floor and then just fell, but it's still a bit hazy. One of the nurses had misunderstood WHO had fallen on the floor, and thought it was my father but she was relieved - until I closed my eyes and asked them to just leave me on the floor. I recall all of them repeating at intervals 'You look awfully pale...You don't look so good.', etc. One of them said I looked awfully green and she thought I should visit the ER! I assured them I was fine and didn't need anything but to lay there for a while. At their insistance, they helped me up and to the chair. I told them I was sure that I didn't hit my head falling and they finally left me alone after replacing my ice water, since I was wearing my first cup. I know I was laughing when I started to feel better and I told them all to have a good laugh out of it; if nothing else, I brought a little excitement to their night. I think my dad got a good chuckle out of it, and I hope you do, too.

The name Pansy Bastard is just SO fitting!