I got old overnight! What?

It was a tough week.  Started out really itchy all over, I think my phosphorus was really high from a couple days of large peppermint mocha.  Mmmm, so good, but not worth the intensity (and now mini scabs from scratching), so not going to do that ever again.  I thought I could get away with it as long as I took a binder.  

Wednesday I went to clinic for monthly lab draw.  My blood pressure was really low while I was there, worse when I stood up.  As I  drove to work, at my exit I was getting that tense feeling in the back of my neck and my vision was starting to change (things look overexposed) and my ears were plugging up (like being under water).  I made it to the company parking lot but I think I fell asleep for 5-10 minutes.  I looked at the time.   Damn, I better get inside!  I only made it to the back of my car before I collapsed to the ground.  I think this is when I landed on my tailbone.

Fortunately there was a guy in the parking lot on a phone call.  He saw me on the ground and helped me walk into the company lobby.  I just needed a hand to get off the ground.  So I sat in the lobby for a few minutes & was given a bottle of water until I felt up to walking to my desk.  I only made it half way before I collapsed forward and landed on my knee.  I was made to lay back but it wasn't comfortable.  Someone grabbed my office chair and wheeled me the rest of the way.  I drank water & nibbled on salty pretzels to get my blood pressure up.  When I felt better, I had a can of soup (more salt) from my desk.  I hadn't touched that since starting dialysis because of the sodium & potassium content but on this day it was a good thing.

When I got hold of the clinic nurse, she confirmed we did everything right re: water & salt and that taking the (next) day off was a good idea.  I thought I might catch up on paperwork but I couldn't be on my butt for long.  I survived Friday.  I can find comfortable sitting positions now but I have to move slowly when I walk around the house.  OMG, I walk like Mom!  She used to call me copycat, in response.