Today has been interesting, and I'm just now eating lunch. I had to run out and get some blood drawn during my planning. It's just routine for a checkup, so I ran out (a little late) and barely made it on time.
Apparently, I have not so good veins (all you squeamish people should prb. stop reading now), so they had to "stick" me three times. Each time involved some needle wiggling, too (OUCH!). Anyway, the third time (on my hand!!!), everything started flowing well. About 30 seconds in, I start feeling seriously funky. I mean, the corners of my vision got cloudy, my head felt heavy, and my ears felt like they were plugged with cotton. SUUUPer weird. It felt like the people talking were on speakerphone. The little man was so sweet and tried to keep me calm by asking about my job. But I was like, whoa, something funky is going on. Old girl, the nurse slings a wet paper towel on my forehead and pushed my head against the wall.
ooooh I was struggling. I was trying so hard so stay with it. I wiggled my toes and tried to keep talking. In the end, I didn't pass all the way out, but I told him there was no way I could walk. Since I had taken a RIDICULOUS amount of time, there were like 15 old people outside the doorway. They had to go get me a wheelchair and wheel me down the hall to a room. There, they made me recline and put my feet up. They made me stay for about 15 minutes (and it took that long to even feel semi-normal again). As they wheeled me (mortifyingly!) through the throng of old people I heard:
"Is she okay?"
"She does not look good."
"Oh, Lord, she is going to pass out." That last one was my favorite.
Thankfully, I made it out. Next time, I will definitely eat before I go. :)
I have a little bit of a pounding headache so am taking a few quiet moments at my desk to get things together. Whooosh. Hope you're Tuesday is going a little better than mine!