Faint in Boss’s Office

I’ve been sick, really sick, with a respiratory infection that has lasted over 10 days (see the Dandelion root post from last week), and was getting worse.  So much so, that the title of this week’s adventure is “Faint in Boss’s Office,”  which is admittedly, something I had never done before.  I didn’t quite go under completely, but apparently I was talking (somewhat arguing with my boss or, actually, him with me), got short of breath from all the congestion in my chest, felt my blood pressure drop like a stone, spaced out a second while talking, and then agreed with him that I should perhaps lie down.  I got on the floor right there in his office, and propped my feet up, while he then brought me water, then towel-wrapped ice.  It took about 30 minutes to recover enough to sit up.  I’ve fainted before as a kid quite often – and this was very much a fainting spell, but it’s been about 10 years since I last went under (and 5 years before that).  What is new is that I haven’t fainted in a boss’s office before.  So though it wasn’t the type of adventure I’d mentally choose to do, my body decided it wanted to try something different.  (Fyi, my boss and I worked things out – we’re good.)

I followed up by doing the same thing in the doctor’s office the next day.  Luckily, I am on antibiotics now, and recovering.  But its a glorious day today, and I would like to be outside and actually doing an adventure of my choice.  Darn it.