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I was checking my grammar for the title (in French) by translating it in both Babelfish and Worldlingo. Literally translated, it means “I have a bad of the head”. What it means is “I have a headache”. What I really wanted to say, however, was that I have a sore head. I looked it up, and it came up with “j’ai une tête endolorie”. I’ve never seen this endolorie word before, so I did a translation of that sentence back into English. Apparently English doesn’t have an equivalent, because what it comes up with is, “I have a head endolorie”. I’m just wondering what makes it possible for a word to have an equivalent translation from English, but then not to be able to translate that same thing back to the same word in English. It’s really strange…

Anyway, the reason for the title is because yesterday morning I hit my head on the broken soap dish in our shower, and had to get six stitches and a tetanus injection. I bent down and when I stood up, I hit my head against the sharp edge of the soap dish that Nathan broke previously with his head. I stood for a while, washing the conditioner out of my hair, and realised that the water off my head tasted salty, and that there was liquid running down my face even when I wasn’t under the shower. I put my hand up to my face, and it came back with blood all over it. It was then that I realised there was blood all over the floor. I went into mum’s room, and she initially thought that I had botched a dye job or something. She took me to the hospital though, and went dressed in her PA uniform (it seems like we get preferential treatment when they can see mum’s a nurse) so I got seen straight away. It still took a while for them to stitch me up and send me off.

I was seen by an intern, who didn’t use enough local anaesthetic to start with (which, by the way, hurts A LOT more than either the injury OR the stitching) so I could feel him pulling the needle through the cut. Mum thought that I was only going to have a couple of stitches, but I ended up needing six. When I stood back up again after the intern had finished stitching, I looked back at the pillow and it was just red from all the blood.

I was lucky that the cut is just back from the hairline, and so isn’t visible or anything. The registrar came in to see me before the guy started stitching and asked if I could handle some mess for a few days. “What mess?” I said. She said “We could glue your scalp together.” And I said, “Probably not a good idea. I have an awards night tomorrow night.” So stitches it was. I’m relieved. It was bad enough having blood all through my hair, let alone glue. I wonder if I’d even be able to wash my hair? Granted I haven’t washed my hair since it happened, not with shampoo and conditioner anyway, but I’m definitely going to before tonight.

Christian and I watched a few episodes of Jericho last night. It’s a good show. I haven’t watched it since the first episode was on TV, because I don’t keep track of the TV schedule and I don’t really watch TV at all, but this was a show that I would probably buy when it’s out on DVD. Like Lost, which apparently has started its third season, and I haven’t even seen the second one. I really need to catch up.

I have come to the conclusion that there aren’t enough hours in the day. With work, friends, family… how does anyone have time to do anything they want to do? I guess it would be good if what you want to do includes spending time with friends and family (which it does), but it seems to be a difficult balance to be able to do really well at work, and still be able to concentrate on the other things. It might be simply because of overtime at the moment (which wears me out, but I can’t turn it down all the time because it’s good money) and the fact that I feel guilty when I can’t get my usual 15 files done in a normal working day. On Thursday night I hit the wall, as far as productivity is concerned. I did 15 files (I think – as I wasn’t at work yesterday I couldn’t check the report), which should be a good day, but by the end of it I just literally could not even look at another file, I’d just had enough of it.

I’ll have to do a whole heap of work on Monday to make up for my clumsiness on Friday preventing me from being able to go to work. We’re so short staffed at the moment.

Awards night tonight, at City Hall. I wonder what it will be like. I wonder if we’ll win prizes? There will be a couple of different people there this time, I think… Ben will be there, which will be fun. I think it’s Kathryn, Melinda, Penny, Aileen, Scott, Stephen, Debbie, me, Ben, Karen. Maybe. Not sure if I have that right. Or maybe Denis will be there, and someone else not… I’ll find out tonight.

I have to pick up my dress from Scaasi! Yay.