Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?

Xander ,'End of Days'


Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

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Polter-Cow - Nov 18, 2009 11:18:43 am PST #945 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Anne, my grandma had/has vaso-vagal attacks. (That's not quite the right word, I guess.)

Vasovagal episodes.


§ ita § - Nov 18, 2009 11:19:46 am PST #946 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The advice I got from my doctor for my postural hypotension was to get up more slowly. Irritating advice, but it does work, even if I didn't always follow it. Never get straight up from lying down--sit up, stand up, then walk, pausing for a few seconds inbetween each.

Eat more salt. I hate salty food, so it was salt pills for me. But even eating food commercially available probably significantly ups my salt intake.

I also have to stop stretching my hands above my head while I'm walking. Even when I'm feeling pretty good that can trigger a wavery episode.


Aims - Nov 18, 2009 11:20:19 am PST #947 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Also called Cardioneurogenic Syncope aka the Common Faint. My cardiologist wanted to treat it with los doses of Celexa or the like.


smonster - Nov 18, 2009 11:25:49 am PST #948 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Vasovagal episodes.

I'm pretty sure that's what mine was this morning, too. No idea why it happened the third time I jumped up to hit snooze but not the first two.


sj - Nov 18, 2009 11:26:35 am PST #949 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Anne, I'm so glad you got checked out again. Feel better.


Cashmere - Nov 18, 2009 11:36:08 am PST #950 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm glad you got it checked out, Anne. I hope it gets better.

Yay for you and the Girl, Seska!


Kathy A - Nov 18, 2009 11:37:29 am PST #951 of 30000
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

I remember the time I was on Xmas break from college and had fallen asleep on my mom's couch. I woke up, stood up, and was so woozy that I fell backward, landing right on her glass-topped coffee table which just shattered in big pieces. Luckily, I only had a few scratches on my legs.


sj - Nov 18, 2009 11:40:49 am PST #952 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I cannot ever get up and stand up right away. Part of it is my balance issues with the disability and part of it is low blood pressure. I have to move slowly first thing in the morning.

Lots of clean up got done at home today, and I bought new boots that fit perfectly over my leg braces! At the rate clean up is going I may just be able to have people over by New Years.


WindSparrow - Nov 18, 2009 11:44:57 am PST #953 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

All y'all's vasovagal 'sodes are on notice. Please be careful with yourselves. I kinda like your heads in one piece each.


§ ita § - Nov 18, 2009 11:45:35 am PST #954 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

It's weird--my mother had a run of fainting recently, and they focussed their investigations on her GI tract. They always went neurological/vascular when investigating mine. Primarily neurological for my father.

I, of course, got them all the time. Most notably resulting in a several-month-long concussion, and also another one that split my face open. There are two areas in my apartment that I always seem to be able to get to and then feel woozy. I now have a practice of holding onto the walls/furniture around those areas, no matter how I feel, and it's served me well, because it's somehow easier to remember than getting up slowly. How am I supposed to slowly remember something's burning in the oven, or that I need to get the phone before voicemail comes on?

And I moved the sharp-edged furniture (I cracked the back of my head and my face on the same bedside table) out of the danger zone.