Things changed very quickly for my plans this weekend.
First, the bookclub event was fantastic and we are already moving forward on the next idea. One of the ladies brought a friend and she's so nice -- we hit it off immediately. Great coffee, teas, and treats. I brought the food home to hubby since it was all gluten sweets. As wonky and unstable as this group is feels (barely holding together), it's still ticking and now it's building back. Proud of my efforts.
Came home to my office painted. It's so much better. I haven't done anything yet -- paint needed to dry and then came the twist for the weekend.
I hadn't eaten much of anything all day (just a lot of drinks) so I souped up my leftovers from dinner with more veggies for a late lunch. Not long after, I didn't feel great. Dead to the world -- like didn't want to get up from the sofa, dead. No energy. Bone tired. I thought it was just the long day.
Went to bed super early and got chills, nauseous, tossing and turning until about 1 o'clock. Got up to pee, feeling crappy. Sitting on the toilet, I got dizzy and was worried about passing out. I needed to get up and get down on the floor -- remembering the last time I passed out in a bathroom. That was the last thought I remembered.
Woke up having face planted on the rug in the bathroom. Results -- double black eyes, swollen/cut nose, cut eye, cut lip, hurt both hands (left is bad). Thankfully, my teeth are fine. Hubby helped me. Then I got sick like I've never been sick. I don't think I've ever barfed that much in my life.
Slept on and off and felt better in the morning. Hubby insisted on walking me to the bathroom where I promptly passed out again. This time he was there to help so I didn't hurt myself.
I was so sick.
He postponed his trip until tomorrow (assuming I'm okay which I think I will be). He took amazing care of me.
I'm improved this morning. Not hungry, but my stomach feels better. My face looks like crap, but doesn't hurt as much. My left hand is the worst of it right now. I must have stunned a nerve. It's all nerve pain, tingles, painful itching. It's looks totally normal. I think I landed on the hand (my oura ring cut my eye, but my hand saved my teeth). Almost like a crush issue. I'm sore too -- neck, upper back, but doesn't feel injured.
Since I had my oura ring on, I have some stats when it happened. Looks like I had blood pressure drop and my heart responded well (went from 50 beats to 140 to compensate).
Didn't have this on my bingo card. Guess I wished for rest a little too hard hah. In a flash things change.
I'm grateful it wasn't worse. It could've been a lot, lot, lot worse with the fainting. Luckily hubby hadn't left for out of town. So many close calls. Where I fell had a tub and tile and countertops. I missed it all and landed on the padded large rug. I think I was actively getting down and that probably helped.
I could actually cry at how grateful I am that this wasn't worse. I don't know what I would have done if hubby wasn't here. I would've passed out a second time or maybe more with no help. The fall was in the best place it could've been. Lucky beyond measure.
I'll be taking it mostly easy today. I have a meeting for volunteering that'll be hard to postpone. Hubby will drive me and wait. We'll go over to the other house to do some yard work (hubby) and pick up a package. Then, rest for me.
Starting a quiet week to recover. Hope you have a good one. Later gators.