I thought I was doing a fine job. Until I wasn't. I dropped the kids off at their afternoon summer program and was getting ready to go home when I became dizzy and light-headed.
I decided it was not advisable to drive (even the 1 mile to my house) but called on a F/friend to rescue me. I felt foolish, but also smart.
Since I didn't know why I felt faint I figured that operating heavy machinery (like a truck) was a very bad plan. Make that A Very Bad Plan.
My first theory was that I felt faint because I had just heard a Terrible Medical Story about multiple back surgeries and nerve damage and herniated disks and fusions and spinal fluid leaks and near death.
It is not unreasonable to assume that medical stories might make me feel queasy. I had to leave the room while watching a video tape of open heart surgery in high school. Okay, I wasn't even watching it. I had my head between my legs and I was listening to open heart surgery.
When I went to pick up my brother from having his wisdom teeth removed I tried to have him drive me home because I was feeling so faint from watching the video on how to take care of people who have had their wisdom teeth out. This video was the least graphic medical film ever. It showed two people in an empty room with an airline chair. The nurses took turns walking past me and laughing silently. When my brother came out of surgery I half-jokingly asked if he could drive since I wasn't sure I was safe to do so.
I have twice been asked by doctors (who were treating other people) to sit down, put my head between my legs and NOT GET UP because they were afraid I might collapse into their sterile field...
But honestly I was having an odd head-rush feeling about twnety minutes before my friend told me about her hair-raising surgical experiences. New theory: the same old theory. Deyhdration and overheating.
I really didn't think that dehydration would be my biggest problem with the new compliance with my anti-depressants. However, so far this has been my most bothersome symptom.
I will have to look back through the posts to see how many times I have had heat-related stuff this summer. My recollection is that today makes three days this season.
Grateful Crap: L.W. (yes, you.)
drank water and green tea and whatever else I could pour down my throat to make up for the deficit
slept lots and stayed out of sun
called a friend to rescue me instead of stupiding it out on my own.
Quaker, teacher, parent,