A crash: when the body has decided to stop functioning 'normally' due to over-exertion, over-exhaustion, illness, pain, etc... Alright so I don't crash overly often anymore, especially now that I am not working. It usually happens when I push myself too much or take too much medication without having eaten enough, that sort of thing.
Usually I am very lucky and I can predict when it is going to happen.
(After a long drive, if I have gone for too long of a walk, if I have had too many appointments and errands in one week). Then I usually just stay home and deal with it on my own.
HOWEVER - last night I crashed. Hard. And at one of the most inopportune times. To the point where it is almost comical! I feel like it should have been on a sitcom!
So - last night I am on my way to a movie with a guy. A really great guy. And we have decided to go to this movie with his mom and his grandpa (first time meeting them). I don't go to movies very often because it causes a lot of pain in my hips, but I was really excited to go. The movie is supposed to be fantastic, and with great company - it can't be beat! So we get there and find out that the early show is sold out, so we get tickets to the late show and decide to just hang out. We played some arcade games and walked around the mall for a bit. This should have been my first clue - that's a lot of walking around for me to do. I, of course, ignored this. I felt perfectly fine (other than major hip pain from walking, but nothing out of the ordinary). We get into the theater, I'm eating bad food (another trigger), and we are all just chatting. About half an hour into the movie - I get nauseous. And I mean debilitating nausea. I was leaning forward.. hoping it would subside... then I start to get all gross and sweaty - and then got panicky. I'm thinking - "oh gawd what if I puke in the aisle. And we're sitting in the middle of the aisle, how the hell do I get out inconspicuously" all the while hoping that it would just improve once I stopped eating and just relaxed. Within about another ten minutes I had to go. So I quickly moved past everyone in the aisle, jaunted out, and spent the next HOUR in the handicapped bathroom stall at the theater. I couldn't move I was so nauseous.
So then here's the issue - do I go back in even though I know I'll have to leave again? Do I ask him to come and get me to take me home? The movie has over an hour left in it, do I just sit here until it's over and then try and inconspicuously leave? I had accidentally left my purse in the theater so it's not like I could leave myself and just ask him to meet me at my place later, and I didn't have my makeup with me to try and improve my face from all the retching and crying... And what on earth must his mom and grandpa think?
I finally caved and asked him to take me home. I really owe him a movie. I spent the rest of the night and the morning feeling absolutely wretched. Luckily it wasn't one my vomiting fits... but it was embarrassing nonetheless - not being able to stand, shaking so much from the anxiety and the shock, crouching in a handicapped bathroom stall for over an hour... Ugh.
I have never crashed like that in public... other than the one trip to Edmonton - but that was on the drive home and with two friends... not in a theater in a mall in front of strangers, the guy I like, and his mom.
Safe to say - one of my worse nights... luckily him and I were both able to laugh about it this morning... and I owe him huge for being such a perfect gentleman about the whole thing.
If I had seen that as an episode of some comedic show, it would have probably been hilarious.... audience laughing as the people in the center of the theater are getting up and down and leaving and coming back and missing the movie and me sitting in a bathroom stall too nauseous to move but texting him while I'm sitting in there... how awkward!!!
The trick to getting through something like that is to remember that most of the people in there have no idea what's going on, and don't really care. It doesn't matter what anybody else thinks. It was a bad night that was (unfortunately) too unforeseen to predict... and the fact that it was my first time meeting his mom just makes it kind of funny!
#thelightersideofmedicine
Shit happens.
:)
Usually I am very lucky and I can predict when it is going to happen.
(After a long drive, if I have gone for too long of a walk, if I have had too many appointments and errands in one week). Then I usually just stay home and deal with it on my own.
HOWEVER - last night I crashed. Hard. And at one of the most inopportune times. To the point where it is almost comical! I feel like it should have been on a sitcom!
So - last night I am on my way to a movie with a guy. A really great guy. And we have decided to go to this movie with his mom and his grandpa (first time meeting them). I don't go to movies very often because it causes a lot of pain in my hips, but I was really excited to go. The movie is supposed to be fantastic, and with great company - it can't be beat! So we get there and find out that the early show is sold out, so we get tickets to the late show and decide to just hang out. We played some arcade games and walked around the mall for a bit. This should have been my first clue - that's a lot of walking around for me to do. I, of course, ignored this. I felt perfectly fine (other than major hip pain from walking, but nothing out of the ordinary). We get into the theater, I'm eating bad food (another trigger), and we are all just chatting. About half an hour into the movie - I get nauseous. And I mean debilitating nausea. I was leaning forward.. hoping it would subside... then I start to get all gross and sweaty - and then got panicky. I'm thinking - "oh gawd what if I puke in the aisle. And we're sitting in the middle of the aisle, how the hell do I get out inconspicuously" all the while hoping that it would just improve once I stopped eating and just relaxed. Within about another ten minutes I had to go. So I quickly moved past everyone in the aisle, jaunted out, and spent the next HOUR in the handicapped bathroom stall at the theater. I couldn't move I was so nauseous.
So then here's the issue - do I go back in even though I know I'll have to leave again? Do I ask him to come and get me to take me home? The movie has over an hour left in it, do I just sit here until it's over and then try and inconspicuously leave? I had accidentally left my purse in the theater so it's not like I could leave myself and just ask him to meet me at my place later, and I didn't have my makeup with me to try and improve my face from all the retching and crying... And what on earth must his mom and grandpa think?
I finally caved and asked him to take me home. I really owe him a movie. I spent the rest of the night and the morning feeling absolutely wretched. Luckily it wasn't one my vomiting fits... but it was embarrassing nonetheless - not being able to stand, shaking so much from the anxiety and the shock, crouching in a handicapped bathroom stall for over an hour... Ugh.
I have never crashed like that in public... other than the one trip to Edmonton - but that was on the drive home and with two friends... not in a theater in a mall in front of strangers, the guy I like, and his mom.
Safe to say - one of my worse nights... luckily him and I were both able to laugh about it this morning... and I owe him huge for being such a perfect gentleman about the whole thing.
If I had seen that as an episode of some comedic show, it would have probably been hilarious.... audience laughing as the people in the center of the theater are getting up and down and leaving and coming back and missing the movie and me sitting in a bathroom stall too nauseous to move but texting him while I'm sitting in there... how awkward!!!
The trick to getting through something like that is to remember that most of the people in there have no idea what's going on, and don't really care. It doesn't matter what anybody else thinks. It was a bad night that was (unfortunately) too unforeseen to predict... and the fact that it was my first time meeting his mom just makes it kind of funny!
#thelightersideofmedicine
Shit happens.
:)