^ There is a group on facebook, that I think a friend of mine joined - I have more Foreign Policy Experience than Sarah Palin. I feel sorry for anyone who has that name.
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Hey guys,
Something strange happened today: I was on the way to work this morning -- I felt fine, I'd gotten a fair amount of sleep, I had on a great dark teal turtleneck dress with grey stockings and black boots -- but midway through my commute I felt faint. It was so sudden. I walked the 15 minutes to the train feeling dandy, there were no seats so I stood holding the pole in one hand and my book in the other. Despite the lack of seats the train wasn't overly crowded (I've taken the L at rush hour, when one is crammed in so tight she might spend the entire ride with her head lodged under a tall man's armpit, and never worrying about falling over because there's nowhere to go), the train wasn't overly hot, or stuffy, or bumpy; yet sometime around the 4th stop I realized I couldn't read my book. My eyes just wouldn't stay focused long enough to read more than a few sentences. Then I started to sweat. I put my book into my bag, and held tightly onto the pole, I could feel the sweat on my forehead and upper lip, could feel it soaking through the armpits of my dress, soaking through my slip at the small of my back. I had a strange feeling in my stomach in between hunger and nausea, and every minor motion of the train was dizzying. I almost considered telling one of the dozing commuters on the bench in front of me that I needed their seat or I'd faint. Instead, I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes open and shut.
I got off at the next stop, 1st ave -- I was supposed to take the train two more stops to Union Square and transfer to the Q, one stop more to 8th street. Instead I walked down the platform at 1st avenue and sat on the bench, I felt horrible -- it was really, shockingly bad. I sat on the bench for two or three minutes swabbing my forehead with tissues, then, because the thought of boarding another train was nauseating, I left the subway and walked the final 20 minutes to work.
On the way I stopped and got some hot, caffeinated tea and a cup of ice water from Starbucks, and by the time I arrived at work I felt fine. I've no idea why I got so sick. My diet hasn't changed, I wasn't dehydrated, I wasn't hot, wasn't cold, wasn't stressed, I don't get claustrophobic, but that was the worst I've felt in a long time, and I honestly think if I'd stood for just a minute longer, I would have surely fainted. I walked home today (5+ miles, my usual walk), but I opted out of going out this evening and instead stayed in and watched 3rd Walk from the Sun.
Something strange happened today: I was on the way to work this morning -- I felt fine, I'd gotten a fair amount of sleep, I had on a great dark teal turtleneck dress with grey stockings and black boots -- but midway through my commute I felt faint. It was so sudden. I walked the 15 minutes to the train feeling dandy, there were no seats so I stood holding the pole in one hand and my book in the other. Despite the lack of seats the train wasn't overly crowded (I've taken the L at rush hour, when one is crammed in so tight she might spend the entire ride with her head lodged under a tall man's armpit, and never worrying about falling over because there's nowhere to go), the train wasn't overly hot, or stuffy, or bumpy; yet sometime around the 4th stop I realized I couldn't read my book. My eyes just wouldn't stay focused long enough to read more than a few sentences. Then I started to sweat. I put my book into my bag, and held tightly onto the pole, I could feel the sweat on my forehead and upper lip, could feel it soaking through the armpits of my dress, soaking through my slip at the small of my back. I had a strange feeling in my stomach in between hunger and nausea, and every minor motion of the train was dizzying. I almost considered telling one of the dozing commuters on the bench in front of me that I needed their seat or I'd faint. Instead, I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes open and shut.
I got off at the next stop, 1st ave -- I was supposed to take the train two more stops to Union Square and transfer to the Q, one stop more to 8th street. Instead I walked down the platform at 1st avenue and sat on the bench, I felt horrible -- it was really, shockingly bad. I sat on the bench for two or three minutes swabbing my forehead with tissues, then, because the thought of boarding another train was nauseating, I left the subway and walked the final 20 minutes to work.
On the way I stopped and got some hot, caffeinated tea and a cup of ice water from Starbucks, and by the time I arrived at work I felt fine. I've no idea why I got so sick. My diet hasn't changed, I wasn't dehydrated, I wasn't hot, wasn't cold, wasn't stressed, I don't get claustrophobic, but that was the worst I've felt in a long time, and I honestly think if I'd stood for just a minute longer, I would have surely fainted. I walked home today (5+ miles, my usual walk), but I opted out of going out this evening and instead stayed in and watched 3rd Walk from the Sun.
^Huh? Um...this was 10 in the morning, on my way to work, the only food and drink I'd had in the past 24 hours I'd prepared myself.
^I think you're reaching, dear. To use a topical they'd have to have somewhere to put it -- it's Autumn in New York, the only parts of me that weren't covered were my face and hands, and no one touched those. Besides, why would some one drug a girl on a crowded mid-morning train? And what kind of drug would affect me so strongly for 15 or 20 minutes, and then leave me fine the rest of the day?
Maybe you just picked up a bug that was going around?
My dad (who is a doctor) says that can happen. If it's something like a virus, you can go for awhile feeling completely fine and then BAM! It hits you like a shot. Happened to me once in college - I'd gone through a whole day of classes feeling fine, then after I got back to my room it hit me right then and there, instantly. Collapsed on my bed and didn't leave for the whole weekend.
I wouldn't worry, tsq, unless this happens again and frequently.
My dad (who is a doctor) says that can happen. If it's something like a virus, you can go for awhile feeling completely fine and then BAM! It hits you like a shot. Happened to me once in college - I'd gone through a whole day of classes feeling fine, then after I got back to my room it hit me right then and there, instantly. Collapsed on my bed and didn't leave for the whole weekend.
I wouldn't worry, tsq, unless this happens again and frequently.
^Eeeek. I don't think I could go to one of those. Too much hippie blood in me, I guess.
I'm not particularly worried, at least not now -- while it was happening I was having alternating fantasies of fainting into the arms of a spectacularly handsome young man who would demand to check up on me after I came to, and the more realistic scenario of waking up to a spattering of mildly concerned paramedics and bystanders and a hefty medical bill. But, no, I'm not particularly worried now.
I honestly think poisoning just isn't a possibility, Seph, sorry. Perhaps if it happened after dinner, or a drink, or even on a later, less-crowded train, but if I'm not sitting on the train with my purse on my lap then I am always hyper-self-aware, even when reading, because I've been masturbated on and flashed too many times, and I'd also like to avoid being pick-pocketed. I'd've both noticed and bitched if some one intentionally touched me inappropriately.
I would go with the virus idea, only I haven't been sick, and I'm not sick now.
I was just extra careful to eat a bit extra today, with complex carbs and proteins, and to drink more fluids.
I'm not particularly worried, at least not now -- while it was happening I was having alternating fantasies of fainting into the arms of a spectacularly handsome young man who would demand to check up on me after I came to, and the more realistic scenario of waking up to a spattering of mildly concerned paramedics and bystanders and a hefty medical bill. But, no, I'm not particularly worried now.
I honestly think poisoning just isn't a possibility, Seph, sorry. Perhaps if it happened after dinner, or a drink, or even on a later, less-crowded train, but if I'm not sitting on the train with my purse on my lap then I am always hyper-self-aware, even when reading, because I've been masturbated on and flashed too many times, and I'd also like to avoid being pick-pocketed. I'd've both noticed and bitched if some one intentionally touched me inappropriately.
I would go with the virus idea, only I haven't been sick, and I'm not sick now.
I was just extra careful to eat a bit extra today, with complex carbs and proteins, and to drink more fluids.
You're not claustrophobic, are you? Cuz it almost sounds like you had that type of reaction being on the train and all.
^ Hm...I actually still don't think I could do it.
I know, it does sound like a claustrophobic attack, but if you'd read my post instead of skimming it, you'd know that I don't get claustrophobic.
Don't worry, I've lived in New York for the past seven years, and Seattle from zero to eighteen, I'm not as naive as I look.
Sounds weird tsq. Maybe it's just a 24 hour bug. Hopefully when wake up sometime tomorrow, you will feel better.
I'm looking at getting some pizza for dinner. Been a busy day with the garage sale. Gonna do some house hunting later.
I'm looking at getting some pizza for dinner. Been a busy day with the garage sale. Gonna do some house hunting later.
^I feel just fine, though, that's what's really weird. I felt fine before it happened, and right after. It would have to have been a 20 minute bug. Unless it happens again, of course.
If I actually had to watch, I wouldnt of been able to. But where I work I couldnt even hear, let alone see what was going on so I just focused on my job and didnt think about what I was there for. I am too broke to just not go to shifts.^ Hm...I actually still don't think I could do it.I know, it does sound like a claustrophobic attack, but if you'd read my post instead of skimming it, you'd know that I don't get claustrophobic.
Don't worry, I've lived in New York for the past seven years, and Seattle from zero to eighteen, I'm not as naive as I look.
Ahhh, I got it. I could go if I didn't have to watch, I suppose. But I think they'd have to pay me more. I don't know if that makes me a better person or worse. 
(Not better than you, I mean, but in general.)
(Not better than you, I mean, but in general.)
That must be great fun. Have you seen any good bands?
