Just Give Her Some Space....

It is a relationship thread (If Roanan is a functional illiterate). I've never fainted, but I'm quite good at falling over and generally stumbling about.

Sadly I didn't swoon romantically to the floor on any of these occasions, instead went a terribly grey/whitey colour and hit the ground like a sack of spuds. Don't believe everything you read in the books / see in films, kids. The best thing about fainting is that it really freaks other people out.

So here is the punch line to all this. You'd think that after this my dumb ass wouldn't be messing with drugs for the rest of the weekend, right. Wrong!! The next day I shoot up some absolutely awful heroin cut with God knows what and end up spending the next day or so sweating it out of my system. I finally get driven home as I am unable to actually make it onto to a bus even. Hahaha.

only good bit is that i always twitch lots when i'm out, which freaks ppl out; i had to have tests for epilepsy when younger but apparently i'm ok.

i used to consider it a product of the boundless leaping energy inside my head

grand mal must be a pig pain

I've never fainted, but about 2 months ago I was standing in the kitchen and suddenly got very very dizzy. I mean, I've gotten dizzy after trying my shoes and standing up quick, but this was just standing like normal. That freaked me out.

This other time I fainted from giving blood, my friends bought me all these "blood coloured" drinks to revive me.

and another time I fainted for just no reason at all, maybe I was hungry or something.

Pete do you have a lot of students who feign fainting? Why do they do that?

Anyway this one time I'm sitting at my desk at home on IRC and I remember typing "Im gonna log off now, I feel weird" to a friend.

The next thing I know I'm lying on the floor under my desk, wondering what I was looking for down here. I then realise the back of my head hurts. I assume I fainted and tipped sideways out of my chair and fell onto the floor, whacking my head on the desk on the way down.

Anyhoo, I was just talking to someone about ideas for our last day of school. It was a senior custom to soak everyone, so we thought about balloons, water guns, garden hoses, borrowing indian tanks from the fire company. I happened to be an EMT with a local volunteer fire company, and many class mates were also emts, and volunteer firemen. So we were considering our high-flow options; and how to turn on the schools outdoor stand pipes. This is mid-May, it's about 90 degrees already, NO AIR CONDITIONING! The school and some ceiling fans, heaters were always blasting heat to keep the school and even 78 Degrees. This was just too much, I began to prespire heavily. I hadn't easten breatfast as usual, and hurried to drive around a pick my friends up. So I was gettin kinda hungry/thirsty. At some point, I began to get REALLY -REALLY dizzy, and my bud Jush asked if I was feeling alright, which attract the attention of the other 3 class members. There were only six of us in the class, which is usually made up of those who don't do much anyway, but still get good grades. (B/c we did all our *homework from the previous day in this class). Anyhoo, another bud came over really close which kind of threw my balance off, and I'm sitting on a 4' drafters stool, Josh put his hand on my shoulder to keep me from falling, and they were all talking-but I was quite there. I could feel someone taking my pulse, and that kind of woke me up. But we're just getting started. Someone ran to get our instructor, he wasn't in the shop I guess so they picked up the direct-line to the office and asked for help. But I must have felt I was in control, b/c I stood up, and walked out w/ some assistance. I layed in the nurses office for an hour, assured them I was fine, didn't let anyone touch me and then went on with my day. Big mistake. I went to my next, and favorite period... Lunch. But I had to mind the hall traffic so decided to go to my locker, my friends followed me from the nurses office, almost as if they knew what was going to happen. I bent down to pick up my history book, and was interrupted by my Trig instructor bitching at me for missing his class, as I stood up; he was filled in by my antorage (sp?). He apologized, and began talking about himself being an emt, like we didn't know... He only told us every time there was a spare moment of his class-like he was trying to impress us-or we were his only little private emt club. Finally got away from him, went to lunch, f**ked up again. I had a chefs salad, and bottle of water. Healthy yes, good to keep my body in shape, yes. But it didn't do $hit for my soon to be diabetic problem. I got up, went to the rest room, bent down to wash off my face, stood up... Still sweaty, still dizzy... I mumbled a few words to my self, something to the effect like what the hell is wrong with me. Again... My antorage (sp?) poke in to ask whats taking me so long, I told them I need to go lay down again... Before I could say anything else, I threw up in the sink; again, and once again. I started to walk out to the hall way, turned to walk down the wheel chair ramp and josh said that I looked really pale. I was walking leaning on the wall and hand rail rounded a corner near the science wing, about 400 yards (3 buildings) from the ONLY nurses office. I stopped, and leaned against the wall. I told them I felt like I was going throw up again. I did, oops, couldn't help it. I always hated the smell of that crap they threw on puke. yuck. I walked about 20 more feet, and managed to get out "get help".... I collapsed. I was out for about fifteen minutes, I woke into a state of conscious but not alert to anything. My trig teacher came running down the hall w/ an emergency box and AED. Didn't need the defibrillator, but never hurts to be prepared I guess. Kind of drifted out again, and woke up w/ an oxygen mask on me, and I was on the collapsable stretcher from the pool in the gym. They put in in the nurses office, my blood pressure was 70/50, pulse was in the 140's. This was a sign of shock, but what the problem was I would know until the ambulance came-took unusually long. My blood glucose level was 32. WOW!!! I was out of school for a few days while I learned how to manage my newly founded problem. This was my first problem, I did have a second. But that was just an oops. I was at a forest fire, walked too far, worked too much. Hot out, sunny, no rest. Fainted, no biggie, lots of people do that. Not as embarassing as passing out in school, and requiring an ambulance. I got an award at graduation, for being the only student that year to need an ambulance. ha ha. very funny. Thats my story.