Off Balance - more info

I guess I should have said that I had a glass of wine from 8:30 - 9:15ish and the two drinks/shot at the bar from 9:45 - 11:45…  The bar is only about 15 minutes from my house.  Should I have driven…probably not.  I was feeling something odd at the bar and would I have known that whatever it was would have hit me so quickly I would have never gotten into the car/behind the wheel. 

For what it's worth, research shows that date rape drugs react quicker with alcohol and usually kick in around 30 minutes after ingesting and peak after 2 hours.

I'm still convinced that is what it was…. 

As of now, I got a call that all my blood work has come back normal and I go back to the Dr. this Friday.

No Longer Off Balance

Wow, completely and utterly off balance all last week...and it a complete blur...  This is why…

Saturday I met some girlfriends up at the bar.  I had a glass of wine while getting ready.  While at the bar, I had three beers (didn't even finish the last one) and one shot.  I was at the bar from 9:45 - 11:30.  Around 11:30 I started feeling really out of it, so I decided to leave.  Not five minutes after I got in my car, I was so dizzy and was beginning to feel extremely sick.  I pulled over and threw up in a parking lot - nice, huh?  I continue my drive home and have to pull over again.  This time when I open the door, I fall out of the car, bang my head hard on the door and land in my own puke…even nicer….

I finally make it home after what seems like an eternity.  By this point, I know that I should not be driving.  I stagger into the garage and into the bathroom where I proceed to pass out on the floor.  I wake up at some point and crawl into bed.  I don't even remember doing this. 

I wake up Sunday, am dizzy as all get out, and feed the dogs…then immediately go back to bed.  I wake up again and make my way to the bathroom.  No puking, just heaving…  Back to bed…  I was dizzy and disoriented all day…thought about going to the hospital, but didn't… I did not get out of bed until 7pm and couldn't sleep Sunday night.

Monday I was okay, finding it hard to concentrate, and didn't sleep well.  Tuesday I felt out of it, unable to concentrate, but slept a little better.  Wednesday walking to the café at work, I begin to feel off balance and was like that for another two hours.  The only way I can explain it is that it was like you feel when you get off of a boat.  Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I couldn't concentrate and prone to short term memory problems…(there I go repeating myself again...!)  I'm thinking concussion because I have a lump on my head and it still hurts.  Plus, Tuesday night I think a fly goes into my ear, so I try digging it out…nothing…  Maybe a ear problem?  Wednesday after the off balance/dizzy episodes, I call and make an appt with my Dr. for the next day.  Thursday a.m. I am still off balance and had to hold myself against a wall a couple times, still couldn't sleep well Wednesday night…

I go to the Dr. Thursday a.m.  The Dr. didn't believe the equilibrium problem or lack of concentration has anything to do with the lump on my head. I went for blood work Friday a.m. and will go back for a follow-up next Friday… They think that the cause of my equilibrium problem will show in the blood work, so we shall see. The Dr. also asked if I was drinking at a bar and whether or not I watched my drink the entire time…that some drugs could cause this off balance thing even days later like I'm experiencing…so she said that could also be a possibility…could also be why I literally passed out when I got home and felt like such crap Sunday…

They didn't say this but maybe it could be low blood pressure… my b/p was only 104/61. ????
On top of that, I have trauma to my outer ear something or another.  Apparently I did some damage trying to dig out the imaginary (?) and now have to use these steroid / antibiotic eardrops which cost me a $50 co-pay! Oy!  Outer ear damage doesn't cause the equilibrium off kilter problem…only inner ear does.

The remainder of Thursday I was okay, Friday even better. 

Anyway, the more I thought about it, the more I was led to believe that I was drugged at the bar.  There is no way that I could have been so sick from a little over two beers and a shot.  I've drank way more than that and not been sick…so I'm really led to believe that someone slipped something into my drink.  Although all the research I've done on date rape drugs doesn't say anything about effects lasting longer than 24 hours, so I dunno…

We'll see what the Dr. has to say when I go back on Friday.

For now, I'm just glad that I feel better and am no longer off balance…

Famous PGA Couple?

Oh yeah, it's Drew and I upon entering the PGA Championship last Saturday...

Famous???

Maybe not famous, but definitely cute! ;)

Run, Run...

My feet have been hitting it hard this week...

• Sunday 3.25 miles outside (while Drew went swimming)
• Monday 2.0 miles outside (cut it short cause Drew was coming over, only had ~20 or so minutes)
• Tuesday 5.0 miles treadmill 44:50 - I felt guilty for the short run on Monday and no Drew!
• Wednesday 4.5 miles treadmill 40:50
• Thursday cross-training - 20 minutes jump rope and sprints
• Friday 3.0 miles treadmill 25:13 - I was dead tired when I got to the gym, but really stepped it up once I got started. Wouldn't have ran outside if I didn't go to the gym.

The days I go to the gym, I also lift weights for at least 15 minutes.

22.75 miles not counting the cool down, sprints and dog walks...which would probably add another 4 miles...

I'm trying to work on my speed when on the treadmill and it seems to be working.

So...what will tomorrow hold and will I break 25 miles this week???

Run, Run...as fast as you can....you can't catch me I'm the Gingerbread Woman! LOL!!!

Fallen...

Last Thursday Drew and I went to an outdoor concert in the park. We walked a good mile and a half there, sat and talked, listened to the music, walked back... I ended up staying the night...


Friday Drew came over we walked the dogs, I made something to eat, we lounged around and talked...got up Saturday a.m. and headed off to the PGA Championship. It was so relaxing to walk around, try to talk, but have to whisper...alas, we got rained out...but it was all good fun. We got home did our own thing for a while, Drew came back over, we ate (again!), walked dogs, watched TV and talked and laughed... Sunday, we got up - Drew went to swim and I ran...he came back over before noon and we were off to a festival, car show and the movies...


It was a very busy weekend... I think Drew was wondering how we were going to get along because he mentioned Monday in an email that no one ended up with a bloody nose! LOL!!!


Monday Drew came over and we walked the dogs up to his friend's, Lori, softball game. She's going through some tough times with infertility. I brought her a book and the two of us dominated the conversation with infertility chit chat... It brought back a lot of memories and it also spurred me thinking about my desire to go back to school...the good I could do...instead of the crap in the auto industry... :::sigh::: Someday...


Any who... Yesterday, a night off, but I still talked to Drew. Tonight, Drew is picking up some Chinese and should be here any minute. He'll be gone for the weekend, so this is the last time we'll be together for a several days. And he'll be staying the night, leaving for his golf weekend from here...


Even though I didn't want to...I've fallen for him... I love being with him. There is no pressure to be anything other than me and he accepts that. And I accept him.


...well, I wish he would be a little more affectionate, but he is coming around. When we were at the festival, he was touching my neck and reaching for me...and at the movies we held hands...so that's a step in the right direction.


I'm just shocked and dismayed that I can admit that I like him so much. I would be crushed if anything were to happen...heaven forbid! Ack, I don't even want to think about that...


I suppose I'm saying that because he'll be away this weekend...and I'm looking for things to fill my time so I don't miss or think about him. Although I suppose that is inevitable.


All I can say is that I've fallen...

...but not that much...

Drew came over last night. He was gone for the weekend and it was good to see him...

He brought over some salmon fillets from his charter fishing excursion this past weekend and I cooked them up with some veggies on the side... We ate and then took the dogs for a walk.

Drew always walks Zeus and I walk Zoey. Drew teases me that Zeus is his dog and that I shouldn't reprimand Zeus when we are out walking. But he refuses to pick up poop, so I get poop patrol for both dogs...hmmmm...hardly seems fair! LOL!!!

Any who...we were out walking and Zeus poops. I ask Drew if he is sure that he doesn't want to pick up poop and he replies... I love you, but not that much...

Huh????

I pause but only for a second because I am shocked that he said the "l" word. I act like it didn't mean anything, scoop the poop and off we go.

We got home, watched the Tigers...which is like watching Sybil. You never know which team is going to be playing. It could be the Good Tigers or it could be the Bad Tigers. Last night the Combo Team was playing...which failed miserably... We head to bed and sleep away the night...

Today I haven't really been contemplating any hidden meaning (you believe that something is wrong with you!!!) in the silly little "l" word phrase Drew let loose, but I do wonder how he really feels and what he thinks about our relationship.

We're getting together tomorrow p.m. to go watch a free blues concert in the park... I am going to have to broach the relationship topic with Drew very soon... I need to know where I stand and what he thinks about things. Maybe this weekend.

Okay, I admit it. I have been thinking about the slip of the "l" word....but not that much! ;)

The Long and the Short of Things

It's been one helluva week...here's a small update on everything...

Custody
Monday we won the battle but not the war. I went to court ready to throw in the towel if a hearing was going to be required. I wasn't going to put my daughter or myself through anymore b.s. The judge wasn't ready to split parenting time, so she gave me one extra Thursday per month. We go back in December and I will most likely get another Thursday added. I plan on asking Jaba one final time for his share of the co-pays for my daughter's therapy and then I will submit them to the Friend of the Court. At the same time I send that request, I will be submitting a request for an abatement in my child support for the summer weeks - something I just found out I could do!

Work
The past two months have been the worst I've ever experienced in my career. The stress, the tension, the constant chatter through the grapevine of whether or not it was our day, who was let go, did you hear... And these past two weeks have been the worst for both Drew and I - upset stomachs, not sleeping, endless worrying... Not to mention that hundreds of people were let go from their jobs. We were asked to leave our area twice this week so someone could get walked out. It has been the most emotionally draining experience I've ever been through with regards to work. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes... All I know is that I and many people I care about made it through this round...but who knows what the future will hold...

Drew
Drew had his knee scoped Monday. I dropped him off and a co-worker picked him up...if I didn't have court I would have stayed with him. I did bring him dinner and spend a few hours with him Monday night. We've talked every night this week and he stopped by for about an hour on Thursday after going to his nephew's bday dinner (which he gave me the leftovers to eat - yum!). He's up north this weekend for a 10k open water swim, which he may not do because of his knee, and a salmon charter fishing outing. Things have been going really well...too well...and it scares me. I'm not sure I'm ready to be back in a serious relationship, but I can't stand the thought of either of us dating anyone else...

Marathon Training
I've logged over 20 miles since this Sunday. I've ran a minimum of four miles each time I've been out running...most of which was outside in nearly 90 degree heat, so I think I'm doing pretty good. I did one day of jump roping this week, as well as, a five mile treadmill run in 45:13 minutes. Drew suggested I do a half marathon this year, and I've considered it, but I don't have the money to enter... Plus, I would rather spend it on another pair of running shoes. I love my new ones, but the old ones are completely shot and I won't be wearing them to run in any more. At 20+ miles a week, I'm going to need some new shoes soon!

Well, that's about the long and short of things...