So yeah... I didn't end up going to the SGLA thing last night...
"why?" you ask?
because I was sick with some crazy thing that scared the ever-living shit out of me.
It started when I got to work yesterday, the building felt unreasonably warm for some reason, and my heart was racing, even though I was sitting down. I couldn't sit still, and it felt like my coat was strangling me. I went to the bathroom and ended up dry-heaving for about 10 minutes... after which I decided that I should probably go home.
Now, I don't have a car.. which means that I walk to and from work every day.. normally about a 45 minute walk which is no big deal. Although, on the way home from work yesterday, I started feeling weaker and weaker. I made it about 2 blocks and all of a sudden, my vision went black, and I fell hard in front of an apartment complex. I stayed down and tried to catch my breath... about 5 minutes later I reached for my cellphone and debated on whether or not to dial 911. I decided since I have no health insurance, 911 was out of the question, so I dialed my friend Mike, who was too busy with work to try and come help my ass out, which left only one option. I called a cab.
I called a cab to take me a little over one mile, back to my friend's house because I couldn't make it on my own.
What the fuck.
The rest of the day I didn't do anything, and tried to drink as much water as I could. I think I was severely dehydrated. The weird part was after about 8 hours of resting, and drinking water, I still had a tough time going anywhere. My friend Marc and I went out to play some pool, and after about 2 games I told him I had to leave, as I could feel the light-headedness that preceded my feinting starting to come back.
Well, today's a new day... and so far so good. I'll have to see what the hell is (or was) wrong with me. I don''t know, but sorry for missing the SGLA thing.. I hear it was cool.
alright boys and girls... I shall see you on the flip-side.
"why?" you ask?
because I was sick with some crazy thing that scared the ever-living shit out of me.
It started when I got to work yesterday, the building felt unreasonably warm for some reason, and my heart was racing, even though I was sitting down. I couldn't sit still, and it felt like my coat was strangling me. I went to the bathroom and ended up dry-heaving for about 10 minutes... after which I decided that I should probably go home.
Now, I don't have a car.. which means that I walk to and from work every day.. normally about a 45 minute walk which is no big deal. Although, on the way home from work yesterday, I started feeling weaker and weaker. I made it about 2 blocks and all of a sudden, my vision went black, and I fell hard in front of an apartment complex. I stayed down and tried to catch my breath... about 5 minutes later I reached for my cellphone and debated on whether or not to dial 911. I decided since I have no health insurance, 911 was out of the question, so I dialed my friend Mike, who was too busy with work to try and come help my ass out, which left only one option. I called a cab.
I called a cab to take me a little over one mile, back to my friend's house because I couldn't make it on my own.
What the fuck.
The rest of the day I didn't do anything, and tried to drink as much water as I could. I think I was severely dehydrated. The weird part was after about 8 hours of resting, and drinking water, I still had a tough time going anywhere. My friend Marc and I went out to play some pool, and after about 2 games I told him I had to leave, as I could feel the light-headedness that preceded my feinting starting to come back.
Well, today's a new day... and so far so good. I'll have to see what the hell is (or was) wrong with me. I don''t know, but sorry for missing the SGLA thing.. I hear it was cool.
alright boys and girls... I shall see you on the flip-side.
jj_r0x0rz:
awwww i missed ed you a lot
violently:
whoa dude, that doesn't sound good. hope you feel better 