Actually it started last night. I stood up to let the pup out and my head started spinning and I was cold sweating and tingly. Nearly fell on my butt. It hit outta nowhere and I have no clue as to why. Anyway, after the dog came back in, after gathering myself I went to bed.

I woke up the next day feeling, okay-ish. But when I walked back to the main house, it hit again. I had to sit in a chair in the kitchen to try and get my bearings. Fortunately Joe came in and saw me there. He's pretty sure that I had a hypoglycemic episode..big blood sugar drop. He gave me a small sandwich to eat and a Boost drink to help. It did for the most part.

I managed to get the dishes done, then shower, but was still feeling like pure ass. So Joe said to take his bed and get some rest. Turning on the heater and covering me up. So I slept for another 2 hours.. I think. At that point, it was all pretty foggy.

Woke up, feeling a bit better. So I managed to get up and check-in with Joe. He said I did look better, but I should take it easy for the rest of the day. Spent some time just hanging out with him before I finally managed to get back to my camper. Though it was still a bit of a chore, it wasn't as bad as when I walked up to the house in the first place.

First time this has really happened to me, I'm just super glad that Joe was there to help me out.

Anyway, I am doing somewhat better, but I can still kinda feel it. After this episode, I'm taking a good long, hard look at my diet..obviously. Cause this wasn't right at all.

That's it for me, I'll check in later to let y'all know what's up.

Much love,
-Papa Ed.