Health- spaced out and icky
I am feeling extremely loopy... out of it... spaced out and wrapped in cotton in a thick box.
In other words, weird.
I am pretty sure it is dehydration rearing it's dry as husk head... yesterday I barely managed to get 8 ounces and so far today I have managed about 3 ounces. I know I have to drink more... I know that if I don't I will crash bad soon, but it is so dang hard to get it in.
That is the hard thing about dehydration... once you are dehydrated it is that much harder to re-hydrate on your own because dehydration itself causes you to become nauseous and your body to ache, and drinking only adds to the nausea and pain so unconsciously you avoid the one that causes more pain.
I wish I felt thirsty, that would probably help... but I do not remember ever feeling thirsty... I would simply drink because my mouth was dry or because I liked the flavor of the drink. I used to be able to drink a lot more. I remember as a child having no trouble downing a 64 ounce Big Gulp... but that was then and this is now.
I am going to try to get some Popsicles and freezer pops tomorrow in the hopes that I can trickle in some fluids.
I have Pediasure (much needed to get the vitamins and minerals I desperately need) and my husband got me some bottled iced coffee to tempt in those vital ounces, but even the thought of drinking either (even though I enjoy the flavor) makes me want to weep.
Going to the ER to get re-hydrated is only a stop gap measure, one that I would have to repeat over and over... Oliver Twist begging for just a bit more and for that reason I am resisting going in to "refill my tank".
I cannot ever remember a trip to the Hospital or ER that did not involve the words "you are dehydrated" and at least two bags of saline, often with piggy back of a small bag of magnesium. Before I was diagnosed this was just an 'anomaly', another weird thing that was just how I am... after the diagnosis it is a result of Gastroparesis.
My husband used to fuss at me constantly that I needed to drink something, now not so much unless he realizes that I have not had anything to drink that day, but he rarely notices... it is just a fact of life.
I would love to experience the sensation of 'thirst' or 'hunger'... these are two things I do not remember experiencing. Oh, I get cravings... but those are things that I want but don't need and there is a difference. I would be happy as a clam to not have to ever drink or eat again because trying to remember to do so when concentration is difficult to begin with is a hassle and I would love it if forgetting did not mean dwindling health.
Ok, well, this is me today... whining about dehydration and typing away.
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