No joke here.... ended up in the hospital last night.

I had a hypoglycemic attack at work, about 20 minutes before I got off. My head started gettin all fuzzy, and I started to break a little bit of a sweat... I felt it comin on, but I didn't think anything of it... like I usually don't.

I had my big ol gallon-size waterbottle in my lap, kinda resting it there while I sipped on it. I drop my pen and go to pick it up... and the headrush sends me forward, face first into the floor, KOed by myself, drenched. Next thing I know, I'm gettin helped up by passerby supervisor, who's now concerned that I've just had some kind of stroke.

I get back to composure, and continue to do work... still feelin kinda ****ty, but competent and coherent all the same. Little did I know they'd called the hospital to have them gurney me out of here and take me on one of those ambulance rides I've always wanted. Doctors checked my blood sugar, said it was okay, and immediately thought what I'd experienced must be neurological... this was slightly brash, I thought, at least for a first opinion, so I'll be going into the doctor on Sunday (my one day off this week) to get a second opinion. I suppose it could be much, much worse.

My friend Ivan grabbed my phone, called my sister, and notified her of enough to get her ****tin bricks... but she's alright now, and I love her very very much. Everyone was all worried about me and stuff.... **** man, I gotta not do that anymore.

damn fool. the least you coulda done was return my call.

Whoa head rush.

Originally posted by xDOGGx
damn fool. the least you coulda done was return my call.

You called? When?

i called the cell like 10 times, called the house like 10 times, left about a total of 4-5 messages. i thought you were dead, BRO. in any case, hope you feel better and hope it never happens again. thats gotta be a little scary, i'd assume. my sister has had the same **** happen to her. after a few times of it happening, it turned out to be a certain type of siezure. ask the doctor about the possibility when you go to see him on sunday.

happpy to hear youre ok now

Originally posted by xDOGGx
i called the cell like 10 times, called the house like 10 times, left about a total of 4-5 messages. i thought you were dead, BRO. in any case, hope you feel better and hope it never happens again. thats gotta be a little scary, i'd assume. my sister has had the same **** happen to her. after a few times of it happening, it turned out to be a certain type of siezure. ask the doctor about the possibility when you go to see him on sunday.

Good lookin out, BRO. I will discuss this with my doctor. Someone else alluded to the possibility of this being a certain type of seizure as well. Thank you.

I hope that it's nothing too serious....tell the doc EVERYTHING, no matter how minor it may seem to you. The one thing you think is nothing is could be the one thing they need to know.

And don't ever do that again!!!

Love
Mom

Dave,

I'm glad your ok, but why didn't you or my cuz ****ing call me and let me know what the **** has been going on.!!!!!

i've had those, too. my first one was in 5th grade during school, they didn't even let me call home. i went home and went to the doctor after that, they said everything seemed fine. i'd get them various points throughout my life a year or two apart.

Dave, I knew it was just a matter of time till you got KO'd in your daily life, but not by yourself.

Hope they find out what the story is...have you been eating good?

Damn, Dave. I'll give you a call tonight when I get off work.

By the way, I faxed that thing to you.

Dave, what did the doctor say yesterday??

Originally posted by Tanner Rhoden
Damn, Dave. I'll give you a call tonight when I get off work.

By the way, I faxed that thing to you.

I got it. :)

Thanks bigtime brother... I'll be in touch.

Originally posted by madcrewmom
Dave, what did the doctor say yesterday??

Eat.

Originally posted by GhosT^x0
Eat.

Do you need me to give you a lesson in the fine art of eating?

Originally posted by Cesaro
i've had those, too. my first one was in 5th grade during school, they didn't even let me call home. i went home and went to the doctor after that, they said everything seemed fine. i'd get them various points throughout my life a year or two apart.

Hey this is about Dave, not you....

GOOD TO HEAR YOU ARE OK BRO, EVEN THOUGHT I DON'T KNOW WTF IS GOING ON. SWEAR, I WILL STOP BY SOON.

CTT trains for the Smother!