10/30/2007

On the Rocks

Now is the time for my life to get ruined. Look at this. I can barely type. I am having to backspace and type about five words a minute because I am so freaking cold. Apparently I have circulation issues although my heart is so stinking efficient that my resting rate is only 48. Did you read that? Forty-flipping-eight. I am practically dead. Which leads me to the juice of my post.

I went to get blood work done on Friday because of my various issues (I really hope they find something so I can take a pill for my iceberg limbs and be done with it), and my daughter went back with me. The guy pulls out the massive needle and my daughter's eyes light up (she is six). She says that she will stand by me and hold my hand.

"That's a great vein," the blood-taker says "you should donate."
"Yeah."
"Here hold this," he hands me a million tubes. He takes the needle and pierces my skin. I sit there watching.
My daughter, wide-eyed, says, "HOLY COW! You're that brave?"
She watches as my blood pours into the little tubes. "Looks like grape juice. That's so much! How are you going to walk out of here?"

In other news, did I mention that I ran like a duck yesterday? Yeah, about half-way through my eight mile, I noticed that I was jutting my feet out like a moron. All day then, my knee-leg area felt like a sore wind-up toy. I know that does not make sense, but that's how it felt. That's what happens when you get into a trance. You don't pay attention to how your feet fall. Oh yes, winter is full of blog fodder. Today my arms were frozen solid. When I finished my run I put my right arm behind my hot, sweaty back. I nearly shot straight up, my arm was so cold. Of course I did not mention that it is abnormally cold in the room where the treadmill is---but that is what happens to me. Toes go numb, fingers refuse to work, I am in the middle of Costco buying six gallons of milk and suddenly I can't feel my foot.

10 comments:

shealyisnottheantichrist said...

Sometimes runners have a hard time giving blood because their blood pressure is so low that it won't pump out fast enough.

You are BRAVE!

Jennifer said...

Way to impress your child! Only thing I've done lately is cut myself shaving. That really impressed my four year old -- blood on the back of my ankle. Doesn't take much when you're only 4.

Anne said...

Do you see a chiropractor? If not, I would highly recommend it.

R said...

Shealy---It seemed to come out ok when the guy stuck me. I don't know. That is interesting though!

Jennifer---I cut myself shaving all the time, I am glad I am not the only one!! Lately though I am too cold to go about with bare legs!

Anne---No, I don't. I wonder if all that is quackery, no offense.

Avery Gray said...

Ah, feeling your feet is overrated. Why's it so important to you anyway? ;o)

Nah, I hope they figure out what the heck is up. 'Cause five words a minute is like half of what I can do, and like Emma said, I'm retarded.

R said...

Avery---Yeah, feeling feet is sort of important.

I type maybe 65 words a minute, but when I am cold, yes, it gets very difficult. Plus I can't think straight either. I think my body goes into survival mode or something. I did get results back and they say that I am "normal". All of those that have issues similar to mine say I need to go to a specialist because standard doc tests won't cut it. I guess I will have to do that. I am dreading winter.

QZ~Ba Doozie said...

I'm really not laughing at you...but the way you describe things is just funny. I think you have what is commonly called as "iceylimbatosis". you might want to google that

QZ~Ba Doozie said...

ps...my whole entire STYLE of running is duck like..people request that I refrain from running in public

Lisa said...

Maybe you have Raynaud's Disease?

(I'm baaack!)

R said...

Lisa---I have been diagnosed with Raynauds Disease, sadly enough. There are just two types. Primary Raynauds and Secondary Raynauds. I would like to find the underlying cause if I have secondary (which I am not sure if I do or not). I hope I do because then I could maybe find a solution instead of just dealing with symptoms all the time. Grrr...