Entry: I feel this green Tuesday, June 15, 2004



Well,
Add me to the list of  a scary dehydration episodes.
David was the first a few weeks ago, Leah the following week. and now...
Me.
I woke up fairly early this a.m. and decided to get a jump on all the weeds that have reproduced in this last weeks rainfall.
I attacked the side that I had not covered a week earlier. It was in dire need of immediate attention.
Demon-like pointy scratchy ones as big at a ruler were waiting for a duel.
I approuched with my new garden gear. (Knee pads, rubber garden gloves and a red trowel).
However I DID NOT take two of the  most important accessories. A water bottle, and phone.
I ravaged through all the mean ugly weeds then went over the hardy irratating lambs ear that will not die.

URGGH they have multiple roots that just dig under ground and shoots that go on for yards.
I felt myself reaching a considerable sweat, but plowed onward. I also was not really paying attention to the time. AND I went out there already hungry, but told myself I would only spend a short time out there. I made it half way down the side of the house. Leah comes out saying that she was looking for me and had been calling me. She said I had a phone call. NOW I should have just took the phone and sat back down..
However once I got on the phone I felt I could continue to dig a few more. I picked up some weeds and discarded them in the wheelbarrow. And then stood up. (
My leader from the Wiegh Down class)  she needed to tell me about the alternate plans for next week's meeting,
and was asking some questions about a freind that had decided to join. She needed her name
and other info. I quickly realized that I was really exhausted and was starting to feel very sick.
I continued to answer her questions and walked through the garage heading towards the family room door. I just got off the phone and weaved my way into the bathroom. I felt like I was gonna hurl.
and I had this weird non focus thing happening in my eyes. It was almost like blacking out
but I did not see black or anything!! the toilet was just fuzzy looking.

I managed to get there in time but due to my anxiety in hurrying, I pulled my knee pads off and proceded to dump black dirt all over the floor. I didn't care I felt horrible.
I went into the kitchen and pulled out a ice bag from the freezer and got a pedialyte bottle from the fridge. I sat down on the floor in front of the vent. and just soaked my head with the ice.
and tried to slowly drink the pedialyte. I had heard that when you do get dehydrated
that you should just sip very slowly or you will hurl.
I could care less how ridiculous I looked. Leah thought I was quite amusing until she realized I was drinking her pedialyte. (She asked me if I was alright)  The ice bag was not cooling me down enough so I put it on my head, then neck and opened up the fridge and slid myself in front of it. I sat there for about 20 min.
and during that time thought I should try to eat something, but  did not think it would stay down.

Leah decided to make a hamburger and then I had one after her.
It took a long time to get rid of the panic feeling."
Then she reminds me that I need to take her to work and says "you have an hour to sober up!"!
its now been 2 hours and my my legs still have that chewin gum feeling.

I also made mince meat out of my lower back muscles. I am sure I will hear from them later.

I dont know why I felt the need to accomplish so much all at one time. I have no idea  of the meaning of moderation. or baby steps. I reason that I have a slot of time and I am gonna go for all the gusto I can. Full steam ahead.
And I ALWAYS pay in some way for this mentality, and driveness.
and in spite of all this I still want to head out there and finish what I started!!

Now I have spent days last year walking past those weeds and totally ignored them.
They were all over the sides of the house and around the deck. I could care less.
I used to do that with the inside of my house. I could walk past christmas stuff until Valentines day
and not bat and eye. But every now and then. This "Shena the Clean Warrior" would emerge.
NOTHING would escape her eye, " EVERYTHING MUST GO" " IF you have not used it in the last year its  out of here"
NOW why didn't this kick in the first week of January??
who knows?

tune in, same bat time same batty channel




   1 comments

crazy dizzle
June 16, 2004   11:15 AM PDT
 
hmmm...seems like the stubbornness and unawareness to dehydration is a family trait. I have been very cautious since it happened though.

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