Dramamine, Take Me Away
Holy shit!
So when I was a young lad in Purdue, I used to get motion sickness a lot. I blame the Marble Madness. I don't know what the deal was with that game, but after five minutes of playing, I would end up flat on my back with the room spin, spin, spinning. Eventually, I stopped playing. Even after quitting, though I seemed prone to the spinning death for several months afterwords, so I've always kept dramamine, or it's generic equivalent, in the house.
So, I've been sick the last few days. Not the motion variety, of course. Standard variety flu/cold stuff. Stuffy nose, sore throat, ear ache, cough, aches, pains so you can't rest sort of stuff. It's on the retreat though, so today I decided to venture out at make a trip to the bank and scam some lunch. Brit's on vacation, so I brought her with me.
It started out well enough. I was simply driving down the road and then I heard a loud "Pop"...
...and then the world turned upside down for a few seconds...
...and then the world righted itself for a few seconds, but everything seemed quite vertically compressed and was swaying side to side...
...wish I wasn't on a bridge at the time...
I focused, loosened my grip on the wheel and took a deep breath as I looked for a shoulder to pull over on. No such shoulder presented itself, so I continued with the deep breaths and focused on keeping a straight line. I then started flexing the fingers of my right and hands and reciting the alphabet (chalk it up to those 911 commercials, but I thought for a few moments, that I might be stroking out). Brit thought I was being awful weird, but I was holding a fine, straight line, so she didn't notice anything amiss.
By the time I got to a place to pull over, the world had stopped it's incessant swaying and I was feeling a bit normal except for a pressure behind my right eye, and I could, for the first time in several days, use my right nostril.
Holy Mucosal Discharge, Batman, explosive decompression of my stuffed up sinus cavity almost took me off the road! Drag.
By the time I got home, I was still having a bit of the turn-your-head-too-fast-and-weeeeeee's, so I popped some of that ever-present dramamine. Here's hoping.
I've always imagined that this is what drunk feels like...
...and while Marble Madness is the only game that has ever set off my motion sickness, I do think I'll leave that copy of Mirror's Edge in the cabinet this evening...
So when I was a young lad in Purdue, I used to get motion sickness a lot. I blame the Marble Madness. I don't know what the deal was with that game, but after five minutes of playing, I would end up flat on my back with the room spin, spin, spinning. Eventually, I stopped playing. Even after quitting, though I seemed prone to the spinning death for several months afterwords, so I've always kept dramamine, or it's generic equivalent, in the house.
So, I've been sick the last few days. Not the motion variety, of course. Standard variety flu/cold stuff. Stuffy nose, sore throat, ear ache, cough, aches, pains so you can't rest sort of stuff. It's on the retreat though, so today I decided to venture out at make a trip to the bank and scam some lunch. Brit's on vacation, so I brought her with me.
It started out well enough. I was simply driving down the road and then I heard a loud "Pop"...
...and then the world turned upside down for a few seconds...
...and then the world righted itself for a few seconds, but everything seemed quite vertically compressed and was swaying side to side...
...wish I wasn't on a bridge at the time...
I focused, loosened my grip on the wheel and took a deep breath as I looked for a shoulder to pull over on. No such shoulder presented itself, so I continued with the deep breaths and focused on keeping a straight line. I then started flexing the fingers of my right and hands and reciting the alphabet (chalk it up to those 911 commercials, but I thought for a few moments, that I might be stroking out). Brit thought I was being awful weird, but I was holding a fine, straight line, so she didn't notice anything amiss.
By the time I got to a place to pull over, the world had stopped it's incessant swaying and I was feeling a bit normal except for a pressure behind my right eye, and I could, for the first time in several days, use my right nostril.
Holy Mucosal Discharge, Batman, explosive decompression of my stuffed up sinus cavity almost took me off the road! Drag.
By the time I got home, I was still having a bit of the turn-your-head-too-fast-and-weeeeeee's, so I popped some of that ever-present dramamine. Here's hoping.
I've always imagined that this is what drunk feels like...
...and while Marble Madness is the only game that has ever set off my motion sickness, I do think I'll leave that copy of Mirror's Edge in the cabinet this evening...