I'm feeling a bit dizzy..

The Flutag was very crowded yesterday; I’m sure the estimate that 11,000 people would show up was true, if not broken. We wandered about, looking for a place to sit down and watch. Max found a spot with a great view, but unfortunately the seats were vine covered rocks. We all got as "comfortable" as we could, and proceeded to watch some skydivers.

Well I’d have to say that after those gents flew down from the sunny sky.. it pretty much all went downhill. None of the "flying" devices went further than 35 feet, and it wasn’t as entertaining as I had thought it would be. Sure, it’s cool to see people falling, but I just wasn’t sure if it was worth the sore bum.

So we (Bridget, Jason, Max, and I) decided to head back up and out of the crowd. The sun was hot, and I couldn’t wait to reach the mall to use the restroom and get some more water. I had been trying to drink more water lately, but had only brought a bottle with me.

We got up to the crosswalk and I felt very strange. Everything seemed far away and dreamlike, I walked a bit faster. The seven or so blocks to the mall seemed so far. Maybe if I just sat down for a while. I couldn’t take my eyes off the nearby brick wall.. I sat, arms pressed against my lower stomach. I had such horrible cramps.

We tried getting into a Starbucks but it was closed.. all I really wanted to do was lie down in the shade and sleep. My head was light. I remember Max giving me water. Bridget had my purse. She was talking. It was probably something sensible.. she was always sensible. I was glad they were there.

I think we walked back down. It was at another crosswalk where my vision began to worry me. White dots were everywhere and with each step there seemed to be more white.

Then I was sitting in a chair. Max was upset. Bridget said something about the hotel bathrooms being closed. I felt very sick, and my cramps were killing me. I could have strangled a small school girl for some Pamprin right then. But the worst was how bad I felt for getting sick in the first place. There was nothing worse than seeing Max worried. I wondered where my brother was.

We walked through a rotating door. I didn’t remember coming in through it. We walked down the path and I felt very weak…

Suddenly some lady was yelling about a shoe. I looked up, Max was carrying me. I hoped I wasn’t too heavy. I realized my shoe was gone and looked behind. Bridget and Jason were there, one of them had the shoe. I closed my eyes again.

Then I was on a blue cot. A man was asking me questions but all I really wanted to do was sleep. I wondered where Max was. The man took my blood pressure and sprayed water in my face. Max was there. I told him it was okay, but he still looked very worried. Then my blood pressure was taken again. I didn’t listen to the man, I told him I had to go to the bathroom.

Max was holding my hand. There we outhouses. Bridget gave me my shoe. I looked down and tried to remember how the other one had fallen off.

I felt better after using the outhouse, but my body directed me to some shade. Even though I was pretty sure this was the worst I had ever felt, some part of my brain must have thought it was all very funny. I didn’t think I was making much sense.

I was very cold. Max and Bridget were putting water on me. I think I was smiling, though I wasn’t sure why. Bridget was being sensible again and calling my mom. I just wanted to stay lying down on Max, but I was glad Bridget was there.

Then I was going into the front seat of the car. I thought I must be dreaming, but I kept drinking water anyway. I didn’t want Max to leave…

I fell down on my bed. It was so cold. I piled on blankets and drank water before falling deeply asleep.