Close call!
I know I haven't posted on here in ages, although I do check my friend's pages frequenly. I am posting this as a reminder to myself of what happened to me today, so that I don't do the same shit again. I had a close call today...a VERY CLOSE CALL. Last night my friend Levi came over and helped me get all my new scrubs made. That took alllll night. We stayed up all night working on them. I have pulled all nighters the past few months off and on when Hannah is at her grandparents for the weekend. It seems like I can get sooooo much more done then. Well anyways...we finally got it all ready to go at about 3:00. Levi went home and I was taking my scrubs up to my booth at KK's. My body felt tired. I got most of my scrub displays up and I was squatting down to put some on the floor level of one of my shelfs. I stood up really fast. Then I backed up a few steps in the isle to see how it all looked. I got sooooo dizy and saw bright lights. My head got really hot and my ears started ringing. I knew something was wrong. I felt like I was going to pass out, although I have never passed out before. I just knew if I took one more step I would be out cold on the floor. Luckily I had my hand on the side of my booth. I just shut my eyes and took some deep breathes. I was kinda in and out of it for a second. I was just praying I didn't faint and fall to the floor, but I knew if I moved I would. I sat there probably looking like I was completely wasted for a little bit. Luckily there were not any shoppers in my isle or I would have really been embarassed. I was finally able to move a little and get my stuff together, but I was still woosy.I just sat still for a little while longer and wondered how the hell I was going to drive home. By this time I was feeling quite a bit better, but definately not like myself. I got in my car and sat there for a good 10 minutes to make sure I didn't black out again. I drove home scarred as hell about what had just happened. I contemplated not telling Gary, because he as been on me to get to bed earlier and not to work myself to death with this business. I decided I had to tell him and I couldn't keep anything from him. I told him and he was understanding, but told me this is what he has been talking about. I promised him I wouldn't pull an all-nighter ever again. I told him I might stay up a little late, but not all night. All evening I have been thinking about what could have happened if I passed out on the floor. I would have been soooo embarassed and then I'd be in the hospital. I was one step away from that. I know exhaustion played a BIG role, but I also didn't eat hardly anything until I got home from KK's. I got so focused (thank you Adderal) on my stuff I didn't want to take the time to eat. I will NEVER do this shit again, and the next time I think I need to pull an all-nighter and work...I will read this entry. I am still a little shocked and scarred. I do understand now why this happens to celebrities. They get so busy and involved that they don't take time to rest. I still do not feel quite like myself, but I'm about to go get some sleep.