Meep. That's scary, ita. Does this mean no going to work?
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I'm gonna keep going like I was going to work, and see how it feels just before I get into the car. I don't think I'm more at risk of passing out again, or anything, but I want to be sure my head's clear before I control the ton of metal called Jetta.
Does this mean no going to work?
That would definitely be my suggestion.
Yikes ita! Did you stand up quickly? Back many years ago I used to faint and that was an issue with low blood pressure.
Eek, ita! I would maybe not drive a car today.
Reward yourself with stuff not on your list for your big things.
I'm afraid I'm going to do that already. OK, will do one little thing right now, then get cracking on the really big thing...
Did you stand up quickly?
I don't remember. I'm not sure what I was doing just before it happened, honestly.
Um, Sue, you might want to look into a new iron with auto-off. No burning down the house!!
I think my iron is supposed to have auto-off, so I think it may be time for a new iron. And a new toaster...
Take care ita.
fainting
That happened to me once. I was standing in the living room talking to Hubby and suddenly the horizontal hold went wonky. It was probably a blood pressure flux for me.
Also I discovered at 9pm last night that I had not quite turned my iron off yesterday morning (it was on "1"), nor did I unplug it. I found it tipped over on my bed, with a slight scorch mark on my table top ironing board. I'm very lucky there wasn't a fire. Yikes!
Yikes! is right. I hope it didn't burn your new duvet cover.
The coffee pot was left on here at work last night - must be something in the air making us leave our appliances on.
ita, this is a dumb thing to say, but be careful and you might want to mention it to one of your doctors. Related to migraine, perhaps?
I just got lousy news. One of my parents' cats died this morning. Mommacat. She was a beautiful fat grey and white tabby with the softest fur and a delicate pink nose. She didn't have a meow, she had a squeak and was a demanding affectionmonster. I don't know if she got sick or injured or what. Really trying not to think about this now. Damnit. That's the second pet they've lost in as many months.