It is about 6.30 AM in the morning.
I wake up to an eerily familiar feeling of the cold granite against my cheeks and a seething pain on my forehead. I open my eyes slowly and look around.
I notice a weighing scale next to my face. My hands are cold and my breathing unsteady. Confused and disoriented, I pull myself to a standing position with the last ounce of my energy. That’s when I notice – blood trickling down my face.
I had passed out in the bathroom..yet again.
I managed to seat myself on the toilet and did the same thing I did last time – repeatedly knocked on the door to get attention. I was too weak to talk.
My husband who had just finished an early morning work call came rushing not knowing what was in store for him. All I remember is the horrified look on his face and him asking me a million questions – what happened? how did it happen? are you okay?
I was quiet for some time and I finally gathered some strength and asked him “Are my teeth okay?”. I was relieved when my husband said that they were. You see, I had knocked out 4 front teeth the last time I had fainted and after numerous painful visits to the dentist, it was finally fixed. I couldn’t go through that again.
A couple of hours later, as we sat in the urgent care waiting to get my stitches done, I wondered – Why was I in this situation again, less than 2 years ago from when it last happened?
The EKG results were normal. My blood pressure was low but had stabilized after it was checked again.
There were no clear answers except that it was possibly syncope – temporary loss of consciousness caused by a decrease in blood flow to the brain, usually from low blood pressure or dehydration and many other reasons. I was told to be careful and not much else.
As I waited, I started doing a recap of the last 2 years of my life.
April 2016 – I quit my job to stay at home, to be with my kids, to be more present, in short, live a full life without any stress. Since then, I have lost count of the number of times I have been sick, felt low on energy and had to cancel plans to work out or go for a quiet stroll. And to add to my misery, I had also gained 20 pounds (YIKES!).
Is this the life I wanted for myself? Certainly not!
After two fainting spells, four broken teeth and a couple of stitches, I came to my senses. I realized I need to work harder – take better care of myself which meant eating at regular intervals and staying hydrated and of course, working out.Fortunately, Rujuta Diwekar came along with her Fitness 2018 project and I decided to tag along and start my fitness journey.
I start next week and you can too. Will you join me in this journey?
What’s coming next?
I will share weekly updates on how these changes are impacting my life. I would like to encourage you to start something similar. I don’t want your wake up call to be anything like mine.
I am calling it week 0 because I am taking this week to plan – my meals and my workouts and how to get 10K steps consistently – all that will be shared with you.
Current weight – 165.8. I am very excited about the changes that I am making and will be posting weekly updates.