Well, I don't know what's been wrong with me.

Last week, I started feeling pretty crumby, sort of all of a sudden. I just sort of woke up feeling really tired and naseous (dry heaved a little bit). I called in sick and went back to bed, and slept for like another 3 hours. For the next couple days, I just felt really lousy without many real physical symptoms. But mentally, I wasn't really able to concentrate, and I just felt totally disconnected and out of it. As I've said before, I felt like I had sort of "perception blind spots" in that my brain wasn't really processing everything that I was seeing. That's how it felt, at least. I tried coming to work, but wasn't really able to do much or think clearly. And this was sort of scary to me, so I get anxious and stress myself out which doesn't help much.

I was able to go to Mammoth this weekend, and that generally went ok. In spite of still feeling a little out of it, I was able to hang out and have fun and snowboard and so forth. A big group of us went, and we all got along really well and had a lot of fun together. My friend Mike was there and is in town tonight, and it's good to see him. As he's busy being a new doctor, I'm guessing it's probably pretty nice for him to get away from that rat race too.

I went to the doctors this morning and after doing a quick neurological test and checking my eyes and ears, they did a blood test and urine test. Everything came back "all ok". I felt a little stupid for not really having any concrete symptoms and apoligized to the doctor, and he said not to worry about it, and I was clearly there for some reason. I was discharged with a sheet that I had "undiagnosed weakness". Sweet. By the time I got to my car, I was pretty hungry, so cracked into the lunch that my lovely wife made for me.

At this point, it occurred to me that I was probably just dehydrated and/or low-blood-sugar-ish (although if this was on the blood test, they didn't say anything to me). In fact, I think I've felt this way before, and I think that was the advice my dad gave me at that point. You'd think I would have thought of this earlier, and I'm sure Diana probably said something along those lines, but for whatever reason, there I was.

So I'm making a big effort this afternoon to basically constantly drink water. And I'm feeling actually pretty OK. Before I started feeling bad, I don't feel like my eating habits were any different than usual (I wasn't on a deserted island or anything), but I've been able to sit at my desk and actually get work done, which is more than I can say for the last couple days.

Norm said it best, that I've had a little run of stupid little semi-sicknesses that have just sort of kept me under 100%. So here's looking forward to a run of 100% health!

I just finished my third 16 oz. bottle of water in 2 hours. It occurs to me this may be as much water as I used to drink in a day. Maybe that should tell me something. And I put in my lubricating eyedrops. Huzzah!