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The nice thing about Friday Nights at work is they're absolutely dead, which allowed me to get all of AWFW done over night. However, this was the first sign something was wrong. I began getting a terrible terrible migraine towards the end of my shift. By the time I got home, I literally lied in bed and passed out.
Saturday
I woke up a LOT earlier than I wanted to, and felt mostly fine till I stood up. Immediatelly I felt like I Was about to pass out, like all the blood had rushed from my head to the local bar. My migraine was gone, and I felt better just a few seconds later, so I got dressed and took off to Royers for a pity dinner. The whole Pushing Stuff Off to 2007 had made me a wreck all last week, and I decided I needed some damned relaxation.
The drive there was pretty uneventful, just a nive drive through rural Texas, and got there about 5:30.
Royer's is one of the few places you can order "Shrimp Stuffed Quail Wrapped in Bacon" and then have the waiter tell you in a thick Texas accent "You should prolly eat this with you fingers, cause it ain't gonne stay on your fork." :) I love Royers.
Once my dinner was over, this is where something began to go terribly wrong. Driving down the road to La Grange, I began to feel woozy and lightheaded. Several times I had to pull over get out of the truck and just walk around. I began to get fuzzy headed like the morning, and when I got into La Grange, I pulled in at Weikel's (actually I jumped the curnb into Wekels because I thought there was a driveway there in my lightheadedness).
I bought a soda to wake me up, some spicy jerky (spicy keeps me awake, don't ask) and headed back to Austin. I noticed it wasn't helping and, and was feeling lightheaded and dizzy again. I pulled off at a scenic overlook there, and napped. I woke up 30 minutes later (Laptops are wonderful inventions), and literally had to slap myself awake. I was STILL groggy. I decided that backroads driving wasn't a good thing, and that I needed to stick to the main roads and get home ASAP.
I did manage to get home about 9PM, and made nice with Dean and The Nice New Girlfriend (I like her :) ). But about 10 I was fighting sleep again, drawing Closetspace. And about 3AM, I passed out on the bed feeling lightheaded and dizzy.
Sunday
I woke up to the feeling of rocks in my stomach, a migraine and lightheadedness again. The migraine dissapeared pretty quickly once I woke up, and lightheadedness was only a problem when I stood up suddenly, but the entire weekend my stomach just hurt. I managed to get the comics done, and passed out again at about 8AM.
When I say passed out, I mean that I didn't really put myself to bed, I lied down on the bed to do something, and the next thing I know it's several hours later.
Monday
This is the first day I've felt good at all...but I'm still feeling very lightheaded and dizzy, especially if I stay standing up for a long time. I just took it easy all day and relaxed.
Right now, I still feel a little lightheaded, and my stomach feels like someone stuffed a lot of gravel into it and it's just churning. I'm seriosuly considering calling in sick to see a doctor...but I probably won't. I don't have the money for Good Medications and will probably just need to let this pass on it's own. Assuming it's even something medical.
I think it may be stress, not from the job, but from pushing my surgery date back. Saturday Night, Sunday Morning, I felt just as depressed black as I did in the 2001-2002 funk only REALLY REALLY concentrated over a few days instead of over a year and a half. I'm thinking I may have just built up so much anxiety and stress that it all spilled out this weekend. Emotionally I feel a bit better, so I'm hoping my body just decided "if you're not gonna dwell on this shit, I'm gonna expell this bile MY way."
At least the comics got done...that always makes me happy. Hoping I feel lots better tomorrow.
The nice thing about Friday Nights at work is they're absolutely dead, which allowed me to get all of AWFW done over night. However, this was the first sign something was wrong. I began getting a terrible terrible migraine towards the end of my shift. By the time I got home, I literally lied in bed and passed out.
Saturday
I woke up a LOT earlier than I wanted to, and felt mostly fine till I stood up. Immediatelly I felt like I Was about to pass out, like all the blood had rushed from my head to the local bar. My migraine was gone, and I felt better just a few seconds later, so I got dressed and took off to Royers for a pity dinner. The whole Pushing Stuff Off to 2007 had made me a wreck all last week, and I decided I needed some damned relaxation.
The drive there was pretty uneventful, just a nive drive through rural Texas, and got there about 5:30.
Royer's is one of the few places you can order "Shrimp Stuffed Quail Wrapped in Bacon" and then have the waiter tell you in a thick Texas accent "You should prolly eat this with you fingers, cause it ain't gonne stay on your fork." :) I love Royers.
Once my dinner was over, this is where something began to go terribly wrong. Driving down the road to La Grange, I began to feel woozy and lightheaded. Several times I had to pull over get out of the truck and just walk around. I began to get fuzzy headed like the morning, and when I got into La Grange, I pulled in at Weikel's (actually I jumped the curnb into Wekels because I thought there was a driveway there in my lightheadedness).
I bought a soda to wake me up, some spicy jerky (spicy keeps me awake, don't ask) and headed back to Austin. I noticed it wasn't helping and, and was feeling lightheaded and dizzy again. I pulled off at a scenic overlook there, and napped. I woke up 30 minutes later (Laptops are wonderful inventions), and literally had to slap myself awake. I was STILL groggy. I decided that backroads driving wasn't a good thing, and that I needed to stick to the main roads and get home ASAP.
I did manage to get home about 9PM, and made nice with Dean and The Nice New Girlfriend (I like her :) ). But about 10 I was fighting sleep again, drawing Closetspace. And about 3AM, I passed out on the bed feeling lightheaded and dizzy.
Sunday
I woke up to the feeling of rocks in my stomach, a migraine and lightheadedness again. The migraine dissapeared pretty quickly once I woke up, and lightheadedness was only a problem when I stood up suddenly, but the entire weekend my stomach just hurt. I managed to get the comics done, and passed out again at about 8AM.
When I say passed out, I mean that I didn't really put myself to bed, I lied down on the bed to do something, and the next thing I know it's several hours later.
Monday
This is the first day I've felt good at all...but I'm still feeling very lightheaded and dizzy, especially if I stay standing up for a long time. I just took it easy all day and relaxed.
Right now, I still feel a little lightheaded, and my stomach feels like someone stuffed a lot of gravel into it and it's just churning. I'm seriosuly considering calling in sick to see a doctor...but I probably won't. I don't have the money for Good Medications and will probably just need to let this pass on it's own. Assuming it's even something medical.
I think it may be stress, not from the job, but from pushing my surgery date back. Saturday Night, Sunday Morning, I felt just as depressed black as I did in the 2001-2002 funk only REALLY REALLY concentrated over a few days instead of over a year and a half. I'm thinking I may have just built up so much anxiety and stress that it all spilled out this weekend. Emotionally I feel a bit better, so I'm hoping my body just decided "if you're not gonna dwell on this shit, I'm gonna expell this bile MY way."
At least the comics got done...that always makes me happy. Hoping I feel lots better tomorrow.
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Date: 2004-11-17 02:13 pm (UTC)