AW: A very scary thing happened to me last night
Apr 19, 2015 15:55:31 GMT -5
Post by BrewGirl on Apr 19, 2015 15:55:31 GMT -5
Every year, MH and I venture to the annual Renaissance Fair. We went yesterday with a couple of our good friends. It was on the warmer side, around 80. We got there when the gates opened at 10am. We immediately went to get our beer at the usual place. Now, the Renaissance Fair is amazingly fun and they pretty much have alcohol around every corner. We drank a little fast that early afternoon, but started to slow down. What we should also have been doing is drinking a ton of water as well. But, we were having fun and not thinking. We nibbled on a few things, nothing big. By the time 5:00ish came around, we switched from Beer to Mead. Honestly, this is where my drinking slowed down considerably. Mead is a fermented honey wine and contains quite a bit of alcohol so it's not really something I chug down easily.
Anyway, comes 6:00 and I am standing there talking to one of my friends. I wasn't "hammered" so to speak, or so I thought. That was the last thing I remembered. I was talking to my friend and, BAM, the lights went out. I woke up in an Ambulance in a torrential down pour. The only thought that came to my mind was that we had been in a car wreck or something. I was frightened with no one I knew with me. I fade back out and wake up in the hospital undergoing a CT Scan. I am wheeled back into a room where my friends and H were waiting for me. H had been crying. I asked what the hell had happened.
They went on to tell me that I had collapsed. I was carted to the Fair grounds med tent where I was laid down and started vomiting. They instructed MH and friends to drive me to the ER. I was carried into our friend's truck. On the way out of the Fair, I apparently went completely unconscious with my eyes open but rolling towards the back of my head. I was unresponsive and not taking very many breaths. We pulled over to the side of the road and they pulled me on the street. My friend's husband did a few chest compressions on me to hopefully help me come to. MH was in shock. He thought I was dying or dead. The ambulance came and quickly took me off and they went by car to the ER. They beat the ambulance there by quite a bit. They are only assuming because of the torrential down pour that started. They are sitting in the waiting room and the chaplain comes out to explain that I was currently under going a CT scan and if they were religious. They said a little prayer for me and were finally able to come back to the room I was in.
I was fully conscious by then. But completely unaware of what had transpired. My diagnosis: severe dehydration on top of a pretty high BAC and low blood sugar. People can definitely die from it. And it was the combination of the days events. Not drinking any water, not eating hardly anything, drinking more than I should and being in the sun. It was frightening to hear this to say the least. But I am back home and doing fine.
My moral to this story is, stay well hydrated if you are going to be at an outside event that includes alcohol and a hot day. If I would have just taken the time to drink some water and eat, I probably could have avoided this. Very scary to have gone through something like this. And seeing my husband hold my hand crying and thanking God that I was alive was so sad.
Anyway, comes 6:00 and I am standing there talking to one of my friends. I wasn't "hammered" so to speak, or so I thought. That was the last thing I remembered. I was talking to my friend and, BAM, the lights went out. I woke up in an Ambulance in a torrential down pour. The only thought that came to my mind was that we had been in a car wreck or something. I was frightened with no one I knew with me. I fade back out and wake up in the hospital undergoing a CT Scan. I am wheeled back into a room where my friends and H were waiting for me. H had been crying. I asked what the hell had happened.
They went on to tell me that I had collapsed. I was carted to the Fair grounds med tent where I was laid down and started vomiting. They instructed MH and friends to drive me to the ER. I was carried into our friend's truck. On the way out of the Fair, I apparently went completely unconscious with my eyes open but rolling towards the back of my head. I was unresponsive and not taking very many breaths. We pulled over to the side of the road and they pulled me on the street. My friend's husband did a few chest compressions on me to hopefully help me come to. MH was in shock. He thought I was dying or dead. The ambulance came and quickly took me off and they went by car to the ER. They beat the ambulance there by quite a bit. They are only assuming because of the torrential down pour that started. They are sitting in the waiting room and the chaplain comes out to explain that I was currently under going a CT scan and if they were religious. They said a little prayer for me and were finally able to come back to the room I was in.
I was fully conscious by then. But completely unaware of what had transpired. My diagnosis: severe dehydration on top of a pretty high BAC and low blood sugar. People can definitely die from it. And it was the combination of the days events. Not drinking any water, not eating hardly anything, drinking more than I should and being in the sun. It was frightening to hear this to say the least. But I am back home and doing fine.
My moral to this story is, stay well hydrated if you are going to be at an outside event that includes alcohol and a hot day. If I would have just taken the time to drink some water and eat, I probably could have avoided this. Very scary to have gone through something like this. And seeing my husband hold my hand crying and thanking God that I was alive was so sad.
