Friday, July 25, 2014
Well my three friends visited last week....and I promised them I would do my best to attend church on Sunday. Then pastor visited and said they'd installed a new electric recliner for me to use in church instead of the one there which every child under 15 had thought was a trampoline....it was one jump away from falling on the floor the next time I was to sit in it.
Then the next day my trusty friend Ralph came over to pick me and my rollator up to go out for lunch and to do some errands. Lunch went well. however in the car on the way to town (the temp was in the 90's and Ralph's car has no AC) I started to feel REALLY sick. Nauseous. dizzy. weak and exhausted. I couldn't keep my eyes open. I did manage to get through the bank visit (it was a drive up) and still had two more errands but I told Ralph I was done in. " No more...take me home NOW!!"
I got home and with the help of Nanette (my rollator's new name) I made it to my bed and zonked out for two hours. That was scary and something I do not wish to repeat. So now, Sunday looms. what about it? Will I make it? I have my promise on one hand and the recliner also beckons. But what if I get sick? Ralph sits on the opposite side of the church. I can set up a secret method of reaching his attention. I will tell him if he sees me stand up.....wait until I get to the back of the room and if I wave....then come and rescue me. I'll tell you--I do not wish that on anyone and its not something i want to encounter again.'
My guess is that the heat, combined with the fatigue common to my autoimmune diseases ..combined to make me one sick puppy.