I guess I finally pushed myself too hard this round. With all the physical and mental stress from the last few weeks it just shut down on me.
Got lost on the drive up but no worries (I take it all in stride) and was able to make the venue polygraph out and ready to walk on stage. This is by far the tightest I have ever come in, so was pretty stoked.
Round one went well (prejudging morning show) and then I had to run into dressing room for a quick change for the bikini round, also went we... I felt good and of course love the stage
. Ran back to dressing room another quick change, and a wave a nausea started. Sipped a bit of my shake and started back out, dizziness hit me fast and I felt like I would pass out. Waited in line, had to run back out the vomiting began, recovered in time to make my first walk out (big class). When were lining up for group comparisons, one of the promoters knew I was pretty bad off (they know me pretty well and I didn't look right .... I'm fairly bubbly at comp). I told him I was really dizzy he said come back off if you get too bad. I insisted on going on of course and mid way through knew I was losing it, things were going black so I was able to more or less walk off stage and fell right into his arms.
He helped me to the hall way, they have an EMT on site, weak pulse, very dizzy ... they gave me a bit of gatorade to sip on and was going to monitor me. I told them I would be OK (really thought I could pull it together). Started to get sick again went into the back to vomit and from there only remember laying on the tile floors by the back lockers. My daughter bless her heart gave me stayed with me, I told her I just needed to rest.
This was around pretty early, after the show they came looking for me, and I was completely passed out by then.... don't know for how long, I was in and out and they carried me outside for air. The EMT and a nurse was there but I was going in and out and they were getting only occasional responses from me. So the called an Ambulance, I only remember bits and pieces until I came too around 5:30.
My daughter stayed with me every step of the way and was able to tell them information about me for the medical team. She was cool, calm and collected...... sounds like she takes after me after all
I am very proud of her. They wanted to keep me over night, but I didn't want to stay so I was released around 10:30. They were able to stabilize me and got lots of IV fluid in me, apparently I was vomiting on and off (they were able to stop it early on).... what I don't know, since I was comp!!!! I was complaining of a head ache they said when I was coming to so they gave me some meds in the IV, BIG MISAKE, I am very sensitive to meds even tylenol C knocks me out, so I was out again and gave them another scare.
My mother and father were kind enough to drive up (3 hours) to come get us and my car. I got home around 3:30 AM last eve. I cancelled my shoot for today and am cancelling the 2 days after I am supposed to headline. For the next few days I am basically going to do nothing but recover (a very strange concept for me ... doing nothing).
I would like to thank the entire staff of the show, their EMT, the nurse that helped and several of the BBer's who are also my friends who helped me ever step of the way and a BIG thank you to my very brave little girl, who had to care for me and make all the calls to everyone, get my things together etc.... she is growing up to be quite the young lady.
Lesson Learned: With all the stresses I had put on my body and since I repress so much, mentally my body simply decided it could not take one more thing. I will space out my work load a bit, make a few changes in other areas and finally, If I have weeks in a row of the extreme high stress things thrown out me, I may rethink doing a comp, which takes so much out of me. I am supposed to have 3 in a row in Aug. I play it by ear, but may cancel one.
My throat is really swollen today and I ache pretty badly, but otherwise am fine. This could have turned out much worse (of course the other events this week could have as well). So, I'll be OK, but have some thinking to do not in regards to my training and competing (that is my love), but as far as the everything else I am taking on. Maybe just maybe, I actually accept some one's help every once and a while.