First up a word of warning, this post is not about running so feel free to skip. The only reason I am writing about this is to try to clear my head a bit.
This morning, in my 13th post on this blog (and no, I am not in any way superstitious despite my title for this post), I was hoping for at least a partly normal day after being sick in bed all day yesterday. That didn’t really pan out.
Soon after I posted, I went into the bathroom. I had some stomach pains but thought it would pass. All of a sudden I thought I was going to be sick and then almost instantaneously broke out into a really heavy sweat and the next thing I know Joy is there holding me while I’m lying on the floor. Any attempt at movement made me feel light headed, and/or my body shivered violently so I got as comfortable as it is possible to be on a bathroom floor and waited until I felt I could move again, which turned out to be over 3 hours later (I won’t complain about having to spend all day in bed again after that – I wanted nothing more than to be in bed during that time).
In addition to all of that I have all sorts of scrapes and a burn on my big toe where it had presumably been jammed against the radiator pipe (it was the worst time of day in that respect as it was probably the hottest it ever gets). There don’t seem to be any signs that I hit my head (at least not hard) so that’s good.
Now, this isn’t exactly the first time something like this has happened to me, but the most common form is much milder and only when
I do something like cut myself badly (my body just shuts down briefly). It has only been this bad one previous time and I was at a doctor’s office, but this is the only time it has happened with no apparent trigger. Apparently I have some sort of neurological condition.
Joy is great with this stuff and got researching and she discovered that it could actually be related to my stomach bug- apparently this isn’t all that uncommon for sufferers of irritable bowel syndrome (not quite the same as a stomach bug but close enough to put my mind at rest a bit). Anyway, she’s insistent that I go and get checked out sometime and this scared me enough to actually make me do it.
I’m still not sure what this means for my running plans for Monday, I’ll have to see how tomorrow goes but at least I’m starting to feel able to get up and about.