Vasovagal

Yesterday I had what might have been called in older times "an episode". Laura calls me "vasovagal" which is fancy doctor speak for "fainting". So far I think that I've had 5 vasovagal responses: 1) when I tried to put in contact lenses for the first time 2) when we got to Barcelona from the over night train from Paris. 3) At Laura's parent's place once 4) When I was having some blood taken for insurance for the house 5) last night at dinner.

I think that in all cases it was at the start or right before a meal, and I was probably a bit dehydrated for them all. Last night was one of the worse ones. I felt my eyes rolling back like I was falling asleep and I started to nudge Laura to get her attention. The third time I was finally able to and she and my dad helped me to the car. There is no way that I could walk on my own and probably not with just Laura's help. They reclined the passenger seat and waited for some of my blood to decide to visit my brain again. Not fun. I was actually scared at one point because my left arm was tingling but I figured it was because how I had my arm on the rest and it was cutting off the flow to that limb as well.

Needless to say I'm staying at home today and trying to fully recover. To top it off I'm fighting off a cold. *sigh* Even though people tell me that I've lost my mind, I still think that my body will fail long before my mind does. This is why we should be building cybernetic replacement parts. But that's a different post for a different time.