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Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Steph L. - Jun 28, 2009 9:14:06 am PDT #14398 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I don't think we hit the 70 as a low.

Man, this weekend was brutal, and I think I actually had heat exhaustion Friday night. We were at a meeting at a friend's house, and his central air had quit working earlier in the day, and instead of cancelling the meeting, we went ahead with it. We had the meeting in the basement, with a big box fan blowing on high, but it was just recirculating hot air. (The thermostat in the house never got below 85.)

I was dizzy and headachey and nauseous, even though I kept drinking water.

I should have just said I needed to go home, but I *hate* to be the person that ruins the festivities when everyone else is just fine. (The Boy was in charge of the meeting, so I couldn't have just bowed out and let the meeting continue. If I left, then *he* left, and if he left, the meeting had to end, and everyone else was having a good time.)

When we came home, I drank tons of gatorade, and went to bed.

So then Saturday I lifted weights at the gym, and on all the machines I used a lower weight than I normally do. When I got home, I had muscle fatigue like I've never had before -- practically muscle *failure* in my quads. Like, weakness, as if they couldn't hold me up, not just soreness or tiredness.

Drank more gatorade, loafed around, still didn't feel great.

Today, all my muscles hurt in the way they do when I *increase* the weights, not *decrease* them.

Fucking weather. And I'm a dummy for not insisting we cut the meeting short on Friday. I'm really intolerant of the heat, partly b/c of one of the meds I take. I should know better and enforce my boundaries better.

It's just fucking hard when my boundaries impact a roomful of people, not just one other person. (Like, if it had just been The Boy and me, and we were somewhere with no a/c, I would have definitely said I needed to go. But making The Boy leave on Friday would have meant everyone had to leave, and everyone else was having a good time and seemed disinclined to leave despite the stifling temperature.)

In conclusion, gatorade.


Hil R. - Jun 28, 2009 9:19:04 am PDT #14399 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Hope you feel better, Steph.

In situations like that, if you're feeling really bad and if the rest of the meeting isn't going to be ridiculously long, could you go wait in the car and run the air conditioner? I've seen my mom do that sometimes.


Vortex - Jun 28, 2009 9:20:57 am PDT #14400 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

hil, insent to your hotmail address


Steph L. - Jun 28, 2009 9:22:06 am PDT #14401 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

if the rest of the meeting isn't going to be ridiculously long, could you go wait in the car and run the air conditioner?

If I left, then everyone would have, mostly because they would have been concerned for me. Which is very kind of them. And exactly why I would have felt like I was the killjoy ending the meeting, and why was I the only one who apparently couldn't handle the heat? (I know the answer: different people react differently, + drugs, but I still feel like having a legitimate reason still makes me a killjoy.)


-t - Jun 28, 2009 9:25:09 am PDT #14402 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

That's a tough situation, Tep. In the future, maybe remember there are more alternatives than the two - staying in the heat and going home - like you lie down in another room with ice on your neck while everyone else continues the meeting, maybe. Not that you should be expected to think of everything when you are feeling bad, of course. And if you do just have to go home, even if it does impact a bunch of other people, it's not your fault.

In short, feel better.

DH just texted me from ABQ during his layover - it's cooler there than here. Freaky.


Hil R. - Jun 28, 2009 9:29:27 am PDT #14403 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Replied, Vortex.


Scrappy - Jun 28, 2009 9:51:41 am PDT #14404 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I know it's not the same, Tep, but when I went into instant hotflash land after my hysterectomy, I was all about the icepacks. I kept those herbal packs in the freezer at home and at work and put them on my neck and forehead when it got really bad, but ice cubes in a plastic bag also work.


WindSparrow - Jun 28, 2009 10:13:40 am PDT #14405 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Teppy, is it possible that you still are short of potassium? Gatorade does not have very much.


Steph L. - Jun 28, 2009 10:34:38 am PDT #14406 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Teppy, is it possible that you still are short of potassium? Gatorade does not have very much.

I might be. We're out of bananas at home (yes, we have no bananas today), so I might well be low on potassium.


beth b - Jun 28, 2009 11:10:57 am PDT #14407 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

ice packs

good plan

seriously, different strategies, is a good idea. Including ice water foot baths. Your friends would be more than happy to help - esp when a house was chosen for having central air.

I just put my microwave heatable wrap in the freezer. We will be going in the car soon -- to drive across the bay, because the car will be cooler.