With all the hub bub of getting ready for Thanksgiving and the comings and goings at my house associated with the holiday, I was neglecting some very important matters.
And, one of those matters was....drinking!
A few days before Thanksgiving, I had a late evening hair appointment. I had an extremely busy day at the office, I had a mountain of errands to run after work and I was completely consumed with everything Thanksgiving. As the day wore on, I was feeling a bit odd. I figured it was due to the effects of this lingering cold and eye infection I've been battling since early October. So, I soldiered on--with my goal of getting into that salon chair and taking a deep breath.
By the time I got to the salon, I found myself feeling a bit fuzzzy---bordering on confusion. The strangest feeling came over me---it's as if I could not complete a full thought. I became a bit frightened by my inability to think straight. Plus, I just felt wierd. As I waited for my appointment, I flipped through a magazine trying to get my mind off of my certain terminal disease. But, I just couldn't shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong with me. I could not even concentrate on a magazine page and I began to feel woozy and shakey all at once. Getting a fatal disease before I thawed out my turkeys just wasn't how my life was supposed to go....
My hairdresser---who also happens to be my sister--noted the sweat beads on my forehead and my quivering hands. "Are you okay?' she asked. Naturally, being that she is my younger sister by 16 months, I wanted to shield her from the burden of my awful illness.
"I think I am dying", I told her.
At that point, my mouth was pastey dry and I felt like I could just lay down on the floor and sleep forever.
But, considering my roots were grey and my hair was ruining my life, I was determined to get my beauty treatment--regardless of how close to death I was.
"Just get me some water, I will be okay" I told her in my best martyr voice.
She came back with a huge tumbler filled with ice water.
I started out sipping it but as the water filled my mouth, the urge to gulp it was unavoidable.
It was like a gripping thirst that I just could not quench.
When I was done with that, she brought me another.
Within moments, I felt so much better.
Clarity soon returned. And, when it did.....I realized.....I did not drank any water all day! In fact, the only drink I had was during the early morning hours when I drank my morning protein shake.
I was dehydrated....thus the feelings of confusion and shakiness had set in.
That episode was a huge reminder that I cannot let anything stand between me and my water.
This posting is my reminder to you........DRINK UP!!!!!