Wednesday, November 23, 2011
My last time down to Savannah went as smooth as silk. Zero problems on the drive down. Almost boring. Ditto the drive back.
This time, not so much.
First Patrick and I wanted to leave Baltimore at 6:30 AM as soon as we dropped She(WMBO) off at the airport. But Our oldes son Dave, who was going to come down by Amtrak, asked if he could ride with us to save his fare.
The we find the they can't leave until 7:30 -- PM. AND. He wanted to bring his dog! That wasn't relayed until the last minute!
Great. So the car is all loaded, just waiting for Dave and his wife and bags and dog and he shows up with large dog cage. Everything ahd to be rearranged. It all barely fit.
As we were filling up with gas, he asks (demands) that I go back to the house to get his radar detector. He won't go anywhere without it. (Just on't go so fast!)
It's raining which even on the best of days means DC is hosed up. More so the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. It was hosed up through Richmond!.
A little after Richmond/Petersburg, I took my RLS medicine, ate an orange and started to fall asleep. I woke sweaty, Nauseous, and for no particular reason panicky. I had them stop the car. I got out but standing was difficult. Was this a heart attack? Medicine plus and orange on an empty stomach? Simple car sickness? I took some low-dose just in case. My son is the one who asked me if I was carrying any. Heck yeah!
After a few minutes I felt better and we continued to the next rest stop. I had fallen asleep again and when I woke, there it all was again. Same deal, just less intense. We went on. Third and fourth time I woke it happened again with steadily decreasing intensity. It was likely the meds and acidic fruit or car sickness. If a heart attack, I would expect it to get more intense.
Today, I wanted to get my bike from my Daughter's house so I ran from the hotel to her house. It felt good. 5.25 miles. I couldn't carry my helmet on the run so I rode back to the hotel without. Of course! the one time in ten years without a helmet, I cross paths with a driver who runs a stop sign. We didn't hit, but I braked so hard I fell off on my head. Now I have broken glasses and a shiner.
So today, I had to take some ribbing from family about how stupid I was to ride without a helmet.