Well, that was out of the ordinary.

Yesterday, my dad and I went down to our old house in East Texas to start cleaning everything out. We’re selling it, as Bush makes everybody poor. After boxing up a bunch of books and toys for goodwill, we decided to take advantage of the good light and photograph this lot that had a bunch of old cars. I was delighted, as I’d gotten some lovely images (I’ll post the digital ones in my LJ later).

As we were getting ready to go, my dad pointed out this broken down Model-A truck from the 20’s that we hadn’t noticed. I took a few steps towards it, then started feeling slightly nauseous. I started walking back to the car to sit down and turn on the AC, I suddenly got hit with a wave of dizzyness and heat. As my dad guided me the few steps to the car so I could sit down, my vision went nearly black. I sat down in the driver’s seat, then realized that if we were going to go somewhere to get some water, I’d need to be elsewhere, so as soon as my vision was back to normal, my dad guided me around to the other side of the car to the passenger seat, so that I could get some air.

By the time we arrived at the nearby convenience store, I felt more-or-less okay again, though still unsettled. We decided to drive home then, rather than staying overnight as planned. We stopped for dinner, because in a blood test two days prior, a doctor told me that I had low blood sugar. By the end of the meal, I felt fine.

I just got off the phone with the doctor, who diagnosed it as hypoglycemia and gave me some advice as to what I should do until my mom gets back in town and we have a more formal meeting to discuss the results of the blood test. All is being taken care of!

And now: more West Wing. Ko has said she will disown me if I don’t watch the first season over the summer. Man, there are few things more depressing than getting sucked in to the first eight episodes, then to get in your car and be greeted by the soothing strains of Air America Radio and remembering what your real presidential cabinet is like.