I had an hour long doctor appointment today at noon and then a massage at 4:00 p.m. With gas prices as high as they are and with the truck gas mileage as low as it is, I decided to kill the time between appointments at a coffee shop in Lansing rather than drive back to Potterville. I settled into a seat near the back of the Beaners near my chiropractor with a large cup of green tea and my computer. Things were going quietly fine until a large enough quantity of tea made its way through my system and into my bladder.

At that point I got up to use the bathroom, and this is where the story starts to get strange. The men's room had an out of order sign on it so I was forced to use the ladies room. Fortunately it was a small coffee shop bathroom; the kind with just one toilet and a lock on the door. When I finished my business I noticed I was extremely light headed and breathing heavily. Then my ears started to ring and I realized I could no longer hear the music being piped in from a speaker in the ceiling. On top of that, things started to go dark and fuzzy. My fingers and arms stopped cooperating and I couldn't get my pants zipped back up so I decided to splash some water on my face. However, I was so dizzy I could hardly stand, let alone walk the three steps to the sink. I overshot my destination and smashed shoulder first into the baby changing station affixed to the wall. At this point things get really fuzzy because the next thing I know, I'm falling backwards against the opposite wall. My head cracked against the weak plastic toilet paper cover knocking it to the floor, which is actually lucky because had my head struck the wall I would have been in serious pain. From there I sort of slumped down into a sitting position against the wall.

I thought that I shook myself off and immediately got up. However, upon checking my watch after the incident I realized I was actually passed out for nearly 15 minutes. When I awoke, I realized I was literally drenched with sweat and sitting in a pool of what could only be over flown toilet water. I managed to get myself up and over to the sink to finally splash water on my face and after a hard fought battle, I was even able to dry off with paper towel. My fingers and were under my own control again and I pulled my pants up, zipped and buttoned them. Then I casually strode out of the bathroom, picked up my stuff and walked directly to the truck. After a few minutes of careful contemplation about whether or not I should try to drive home or call for a ride most of the weird feelings had left my body and hopped on the highway.

I still don’t know what caused the incident but I’m feeling a lot better now so I’m not too worried.