Category Archive: health

Experience with dehydration

Hey, good thing about running is that I’ve become familiar with symptoms of dehydration. It doesn’t happen as often these days because I tend to adequately prepare, but long ago I used to always get these horrible migraines after my long runs. Like I’ve commonly mentioned, it felt like someone took a steel rod and shoved it through my head. It took me a while to figure it out, but I finally realized it was due to dehydration and generally not drinking enough fluids. As soon as I started doing a better job of preparing the headaches stopped coming.

And so we come to today. I went for a walk in the heat at about noon. When I came back, I was sweating a fair bit. I decided to nap on the couch with the electric fan blasting at my face. Also the air conditioning was bearing down from above. All of that acted to dry me out even more. The TV was on the whole time adding to the heat in the apartment. I woke up with a bit of a headache. Figuring the air conditioning was causing some issues due to the temperature differences, I shut it off and opened the balcony door. The temperature in my place quickly rose to about 30°C. I fell asleep, but when I woke up the headache was even worse. I tried to go about my day, but every moment made me feel like I was going to vomit. Bad! Of course, I knew how to remedy the situation. I filled a zipper bag with ice, put it in a sock so that it wouldn’t be directly in contact with my skin, and placed it under the base of my head. That seemed to be where most of my pain was. Within an hour or so the headache faded. The temperature in here is still freaking hot, but I can deal with it.

Hurrah for experience with self-remedy.

Sick days exist for a reason

Took a sick day today. When I got up out of bed my gut cramping pretty badly, and I was light headed. I already had my work clothes on, but when I went to put on my shoes I had to spend a few moments leaning on the closet door to regain my sense of the vertical. I figured out pretty quickly that that was a side-effect of being severely dehydrated. Anyway, it was at that point that I had to give up and write to work saying that I wouldn’t come in. I spent a lot of the day sleeping and resting hoping that the symptoms would ease up. Still…nothing.

I remember the day before we my colleagues and I were discussing sick days. I’m of the opinion that taking sick days when necessary is an important thing. Presenteeism isn’t a good thing. When the body is aching, how can you focus? You can’t. And if you’ve got something contagious, there’s a good chance you’ll pass it on to someone else, and that would also hurt overall team productivity. We’re given sick days for a reason, right? And so here I am, recovering over something that’s really just horribly uncomfortable. Make it stop!

Why is this taking so long?

You know…the body is an amazing resilient thing. It does a good job of correcting itself under normal circumstances.

So why is it taking so long in this case?

Argh!

Backed up and hurting

A few days ago I wrote about having a lot of puto left over from a get together. The day after I brought a few to work and had them for breakfast. Ever since then I haven’t been feeling all that great. It’s like my lower gut has continually felt ill at ease. It wasn’t until mid-afternoon today that I figured out what was up. By the end of today’s work day I went to T&T to pick up an herbal tea to help things along.

I gave my mom a call to explain my situation. She just laughed, “Well, of course!” She said that when eating puto it’s important to also eat things that are higher in fibre. Those steamed rice cakes have no fibre content at all. Considering I had multiple yesterday morning it’s no wonder I feel gross. Lesson learned, I guess. All the same, what the heck am I going to do now with the other puto I have left over in the fridge? I’m kind of reluctant to eat them, but I’m equally reluctant to toss them. Maybe I’ll be fine if I eat them with a nice bowl of raisin bran. Should be good enough, I guess. Still…tomorrow can’t come soon enough.

Listening to the signals

So this was my last update to my Facebook wall from earlier today.

There’s a subtle difference between the body yelling “Stop, I’m a bit tired,” and “Stop, you’re going to do some damage to yourself.” The key is paying attention to the latter.

It’s a very good point if you ask me. There are times when the body is just fatigued but is capable of pushing onward. There are other times when the body really needs rest and pushing it would just be ill-advised. This morning I experienced something of the latter. On Saturday evening I prepped my stuff to head into the Running Room on Sunday morning. When the morning came, I just couldn’t drag myself out of bed. There was no pep. I just felt extremely heavy. By about 9 a.m., I figured that since I didn’t make it up north to RR I should at least run around my place. I put on my running gear, mapped out a 17K route and set out. From about 4K onward, I figured something was up. I was running, but it was feeling more difficult than it should have. Time seemed to drag on. I could feel my body going through the movements, but it just didn’t feel right. At the 8K mark, I decided to cut the route and head home. I felt almost disembodied. My mind felt like it was elsewhere because the body wasn’t doing what I wanted it to do. In the end, I still got 11K in, but it wasn’t what I had planned. Sure enough, about an hour after I came back I finally realized that I was running a bit of a fever. Oops. My body was under the weather. Good thing then that I stopped. See. That’s the importance to listening to the signals that the body is sending out, right? No big loss. In time I’ll be back out there and feeling better than ever.

Magic dagger

I feel like someone stabbed me in the shoulder with a magic dagger that just vapourized shortly after.

Having trouble moving. Every time I move my head my neck and shoulders spasm.

Driving in might not be the best idea. Wonder if this warrants a sick day. :-/

Post-Lent denial

I have been trying to get back on track. Things just keep getting in the way. Colleagues want to eat out. Visiting relatives mean eating out is a necessity. Hmm…

Well, usually Lent is supposed to be a period of denial, right? Yeah, looks like my period of denial will have to come post-Easter. This needs to happen.

Equation for trouble

We’ve eaten out every single day at work since I’ve come here.

Compound that with the fact that we’ve got people visiting from the overseas office.

In the end, that equals weight gain.

Graaaaaaaagh

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