Good Better morning today. Knickknack is angrily stomping about the house, my cat are laying on furry loaves, and I have the house to myself. Brian left around 6 am, I think. I feel bad, I think I spent all of about 4 hours outside my room yesterday, and most of that was when his uncle brought a frozen pizza over for dinner.
I spent most of yesterday in my room, dozing, My mother wasn’t pleased with this, and insisted last night she was going to find me a neurologist to get to the bottom of this because people don’t just faint for no reason. No, maybe not for no reason, but there was a reason. It was a ridiculously “perfect storm” worth of shit, but as near as I can tell it was just a vasovagal syncope reaction. I was dehydrated, and my blood pressure is already scary-low as it is. I come from a line of people who need to sit and think “do I need to stand up right now, or should I wait 5 seconds?” before they stand up. It’s been a long while, but fainting isn’t new.
As for the sleeping? When you don’t sleep all night, you sleep all day. It’s that simple. I came out into the living room for a few hours and socialized for a little while before I started dozing. I tried. I went back into the bedroom around 7:30 pm, chatted with Shawshank and texted my Mom, and was asleep by 8 pm.
I woke up at 3:40 am. Ever spend a few days feverish and sleepy, and then the fever breaks and everything feels different? That’s what it felt like. I was up and AWAKE, so I drank about half a cup of water, pet Mal, and went back to dozing for another 3.5 hours. I wasn’t drenched in sweat overnight, which was great. Brian turned the AC off yesterday evening after noticing I was wandering around draped in a fleece blanket, which made things loads better because I wasn’t getting chills from the constant chill in the air. I brought the fleece to bed with me, it was the perfect weight. Most of all, I was uncomfortable – a sure sign things are more normal than 24 hours ago.
I really want to bust out the clippers and see how bad my head looks. However, the thought of holding anything running at 6500 rpms near my skull, when even touching it still feels wrong, just turns my stomach. Instead, I put on clean clothes, and ate half a piece of raisin bread.
Today, I plan to drink more water, and paint a bit. The weather is lovely for it.
I’m so happy that you’re feeling better. I was worried that when you fell, you had amnesia. I was prepared to do a 50 first dates thing with a video that you’d have to watch as soon as you woke up!