It’s been an interesting few hours here. I’m still not sure what to think about it.
I was sitting in my chair, scanning Facebook and became dizzy, I kept fighting it off but it kept getting worse. Soon I was nauseated and stumbled my way to bed. This all felt like low cortisol but came on very suddenly. I laid down and the spinning kept getting worse.
I remembered I had not had my 10pm HC so stumbled and wobbled my way to the kitchen for water then back to bed with the med. I started getting scared!
What was happening. My pulse was dropping from 71 to 62 when I decided to take my blood pressure.
139/89, by what I could find that isn’t bad but not good and not my normal.
Hubby came in at this point and suggested I updose. Which I did.
About 30 minutes later I realized something…
my body was quiet.
I didn’t hear the rolling rumble of thundering pain through my muscles, the squealing searing pain in my head, the nails on a chalkboard grind in my bones, the rhythmic pound of my heart, the noise that is usually so loud was QUIET.
I laid there, at first wondering if I was even alive anymore, then not wanting to move, just to savor the tranquil silence. It felt amazing. It felt so unreal.
I didn’t move. I didn’t want to loose that glorious place of quiet. I laid there. Silently.
I’m not sure how much time passed but little by little the noise came back with an ache here and one there and it grew louder and now I’m back in the body I have come to know. As disappointing as it is to have the “noise” back, I’ll never forget the quiet I had, even though it only lasted a little while.
I did not disturb the peace.
I’m not sure what happened to me tonight.