We need a new shower curtain rod

We need a new shower curtain rod. Now you may think that after the day I had yesterday a new shower curtain rod would be the last of my worries. Not so. The need for a new shower curtain rod is representative of the last part of the flu-basset hound day. After being chilled searching for my wonderful and so glad I have her basset hound I felt the need for a bath in order to help me feel better. Baths cure so much after all. My 5 year old was happily ensconsed downstairs watching Treehouse and the baby was in his crib. I was safe and had time at my disposal to heave my weary and germ ridden carcass into the tub to hopefully warm up and boil off any residual germs or germs that had thoughts of multiplying. A good plan overall. Well, in order to get warm enough I had to have a really hot bath. Not unusual for me but what I failed to take into consideration was the effect the flu and having no caloric intake would have on my already abnormally low blood pressure. While stepping out of the tub I felt light headed. I grabbed the shower curtain rod to steady myself and woke up staring at the ceiling. As far as I can guess, from the bump on my head and sore neck and back, I passed out, fell forward in a slight pike twist position that is impossible for me to accomplish conscious, hit my head on the sink corner and fell to the floor. Thank goodness Paige Lehmans book cushioned my head impact with the floor. It is not only good for reading but good in a crisis.
Now, I am alright, except for a goose egg on my head which strangely enough has evened out my slightly miss-shapen head, a sore neck, scraped back and cross disposition.
I am feeling better today. Powerade is good for sick people. I recommend orange flavor. But as you can see when my husband came down and said that we needed a new shower curtain rod because my unconsciousness had twisted it into a u-shape, I feel that this phrase is representative of the last part of my flu-basset hound-goose egg day.