Dropping Like Flies

There was hardly anyone in the choir this morning. Not sure where everyone was. Unfortunately, many of the people who were there escaped early. I did this, in a way, myself. At the end of our offertory, as we were beginning the presentation hymn, I collapsed. I wasn't feeling ill or anything, just, all of a sudden, I fell into CD and then landed on the bench (could have been much worse!). I tried to clear my head and stand up again, but back down I went, pretty quickly, and there I stayed. I couldn't focus my eyes or stop the world from swimming in front of me. I was very afraid that I wouldn't be able to walk all the way (8 feet?) to the sacristy door, so I just stayed put and didn't stand up. Eventually, my vision settled a little--I could focus my eyes even though everything was still swimming. I sang the communion hymns, even. Then, my conductor happened to be sitting on the other side of me (dunno why), and I told him that I was not going to process out, but would "sneak" out through the sacristy, since I knew there was no way I could walk down that long aisle without holding onto the pews (or random parishioners' arms), and especially not whilst holding a hymnal and folder. I was surprised I made it to the sacristy as it turned out.

The good news: unlike previous "episodes," I did not immediately projectile vomit then desperately need to sleep, and I didn't make a big scene or hurt anyone when I fell over.

The bad news: it was still a bit of a scene to those who noticed, I have a troubling tremor in my hands now, which prohibits me from things like writing and makes very typing very difficult, and I am embarrassed.

My lunch dates took good care of me though. They took care of my car (absolutely no way I could drive), ferried me about, and lent me steady arms and friendly hands for traversing parking lots and stairs. I am grateful.

I HAVE to make a priority list for renovating my new house. Also, a budget. Also, a list of contractors to interview.