A day in the office with ME
8am: rush in to dial and press 'mute' for mindnumbing conference to decide on aesthetics of booths and budgets - the joys of a coordinator
10am: Saunter over to assurance dept to wish colleague returns of birthday
10:15 am: work on messaging (have lost reason why and for whom - joys again)
11 am: get cornered by Admin's assistant (the one going to tradeshow instead of me) about possibility of joining the marketing team.
(suspect Admin's assistant of coveting job which makes job seem more precious and meaningful suddenly)
12 pm: Driven to succeed because another covets job, I finish most of everything on my plate for rest of work day.
5:15 pm: I walk along to colleague's office to get copies of report.
'God, it's hot in here
What is that buzz?
Black spots
and I pass out, yet again in the office.
Collapse right there on the floor in front of colleague.
After that, it's all a buzz. I hear voices but it's one of those disconnected, patrick swayze in ghost feeling of not really being there.
Admin screams.
Cold towel is pressed to forehead.
And when I come to, I am lying on Admin's lap, entire development team is peering over me. Admin's assistant is trying to adjust shirt that has crept dangerously up.
And, GOODLORD, there are 5 firefighters paramedics with a stretcher in the corridor.
Oh embarrassment of embarrassments.
1 Firefighter paramedic does my blood pressure
2nd one does my sugar level
3rd one asks me date, time and who the president is (Abdul Kalam of course)
All the while, head is still resting on admin's lap and admin's colleague still adjusting shirt, and development team still peering in.
Head feels heavy but unwozy.
Development team scampers away.
BP is fine.
Sugar level is fine.
Firefighters take stretcher away and caution me to go to doc because of past history.
I think, It was hot (our heater's broken) and I stood up too fast.
But,
Now, office has pinned me for 'maybe pregnant, maybe anorexic, maybe compulsive working out person, maybe too stressed over wedding' fainter.
I am off to the doctors today to get real reason.
Boy is sick with tenderness over this. Sigh...
10am: Saunter over to assurance dept to wish colleague returns of birthday
10:15 am: work on messaging (have lost reason why and for whom - joys again)
11 am: get cornered by Admin's assistant (the one going to tradeshow instead of me) about possibility of joining the marketing team.
(suspect Admin's assistant of coveting job which makes job seem more precious and meaningful suddenly)
12 pm: Driven to succeed because another covets job, I finish most of everything on my plate for rest of work day.
5:15 pm: I walk along to colleague's office to get copies of report.
'God, it's hot in here
What is that buzz?
Black spots
and I pass out, yet again in the office.
Collapse right there on the floor in front of colleague.
After that, it's all a buzz. I hear voices but it's one of those disconnected, patrick swayze in ghost feeling of not really being there.
Admin screams.
Cold towel is pressed to forehead.
And when I come to, I am lying on Admin's lap, entire development team is peering over me. Admin's assistant is trying to adjust shirt that has crept dangerously up.
And, GOODLORD, there are 5 firefighters paramedics with a stretcher in the corridor.
Oh embarrassment of embarrassments.
1 Firefighter paramedic does my blood pressure
2nd one does my sugar level
3rd one asks me date, time and who the president is (Abdul Kalam of course)
All the while, head is still resting on admin's lap and admin's colleague still adjusting shirt, and development team still peering in.
Head feels heavy but unwozy.
Development team scampers away.
BP is fine.
Sugar level is fine.
Firefighters take stretcher away and caution me to go to doc because of past history.
I think, It was hot (our heater's broken) and I stood up too fast.
But,
Now, office has pinned me for 'maybe pregnant, maybe anorexic, maybe compulsive working out person, maybe too stressed over wedding' fainter.
I am off to the doctors today to get real reason.
Boy is sick with tenderness over this. Sigh...
10 comments:
Go to the doctor or I'll tell your mom!
BTW have you considered that admin assistant is trying to do away with you?
Whoa !! Hope you're feeling better ! And yes, you BETTER go to the doc !
Oh my God, honey! What are you doing to yourself?
Yes, the admin assistant killer possibility is very real. Is she a fan of Alfred Hitchcock?
I kept wondering what position your clothes were in. I remember fainting one time in school, and waking up to find that the boys carrying me had their hands on my bare back!*eek*
Please take care of yourself. And keep us posted.
M.L.
Go to the doctor. Stop writing. Do this now.
Yes, I will echo everyone else - go to the doctor! Passing out for no reason is NOT normal. What if you'd been driving your sweet new car when that happened? Please keep us posted...
Coming from someone who has spent past few weeks in and out of hospital, who knows how pleasant-not it is, Please go to doc. It sounds all wrong. Might be stress... but let the good doc decide.
Think of your unborn children ;)
You may be doing them a favour.
OK that was low. But i am a bit into children nowadays.
Oh. My. God. How horrifying--and embarrassing, too, what with all of the emergency crew and shirt riding up, but still Oh. My. God. Hopefully this is all just stress, but pleasepleaseplease go to the doctor. I hope everything is okay.
How wonderfully melodramatic! Its good that you have this blog which we can later turn into a movie if the admin assistant kills you....Please let us know what the doc says.
Come back from the doc with the reason behind this passing out thingie
...omg...me how r u doing now...
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