Its a weird thing when the human body stops working, even for a bit. Whether its paralysis, blacking out or just that faintly uncomfortable dampness which suggests you’ve peed yourself (this joke prop. Peep Show), it is always somewhat disconcerting.
Whether it was the elation of getting a ticket for Question Time, the sheer body shock of attending the gym for the first time since Labour was ahead in the polls or the steroid inhaler I’m using, I don’t know. What I do know is me groaning over the bin outside the gym and twitching slightly probably wasn’t the best advertisement for the health benefits of said institution.
Vision is over-rated, or so the deaf say. I can report though that I have personally dramatically under-rated after experiencing piercing white lights, a burning sensation and things going blurry. The same goes for absence of nausea, absence of chest pain, absence of headache etc. Fully recovered, I feel perversely good for having an (albeit brief) encounter with illness, lack of health et al.
In light of this, I’m going to make myself a pizza (that was actually what NHS Direct advised). Looking forward to Question Time in the Armadillo (that sounds like a bestiality enquiry, but we won’t go there…)
Byee!
:-s
