Run your azz off Ghoulies pt. 2!!! (Page 50)

Hello Ghoulies.

Monday night which was supposed to be an awesome evening with dancing and then strength training turned into the evening from heck.

First off, we had horrible storms (lightning, thunder, wind, rain) which cause horendous traffic.  It took me twice as long to get to dance than normal.  Several firetrucks and ambulances were seen along the way.

So, I get to dance and that all goes okay, except that I was late due to the traffic.

Leave dance and head to the gym.  Again really bad traffic.  Hubby calls the gym to let our trainer know we are on the way, but two firetrucks have passed us going in the direction that we are going, so who knows what is awaiting us down the road.  As I pull into the gym parking lot (only 10 minutes late) I get a call from the trainer wanting to know where I was.  "Didn't you get the message?  My husband called and talked to James and ask him to tell you we would be late."  "Oh, I got that message but didn't know what it was for."  "We are in the parking lot and will be right in."

So, this is our first time with this trainer.  We had decided that since we drive by this gym every other Monday night on our way home from dance, we should just stop there and get in a workout. 

This trainer wants to put us through an accessment to see where we stand.  Totally understandable.  About 25 minutes into it, next thing I know my hubby is lying on the floor saying it is hard to breathe.  Now he is known to be overly dramatic, so I never know when I should worry or not.  He lies on the floor for about 15 minutes and I can see he is breathing okay, but he is light headed.  So the trainer gets him up into a chair.  Bad move...

Next thing I know, his eyes roll up into his head and he has passed out.  Oh my god.  The trainer runs off to get help.  I'm there trying to keep Frank from falling out of the chair and banging his head on the counter behind him.  He is non responsive to anything I do.  I can't believe I did this but I slapped him and told him to "not leave me.  Come back to me."  I was scared.

The trainer came back with his supervisor, and about that time, hubby came to.  Another member of the gym came up to help who is a nurse.  We determined that he did not need to go to the hospital at that time, but we would follow up with the doctor the next day.

Turns out that he is on a blood pressure medicine with HCT, and that changes in elevation can cause problems.  The exercise we had just finished was taking his head from floor level to standing repetatively.  We won't be doing that exercise again, that is for sure.

Anyway, I'm glad he is okay, but I can tell you MY MONDAY NIGHT SUCKED!!!