cosmolinguist | I already had two or three reasons to be exhausted! (Reply)

I did the work thing I came to London to do. It went really well! My manager and his manager are very pleased, I got a call from mine now that I'm on the train home to big me up (he's always doing stuff like this, bless him).

To do it, I had to be outside under a blazing sun (high of 84°F today) walking back and forth for hours, in much more clothes than I'd worn over the weekend (weekend: tank tops and shorts so baggy they barely fit me; today: black [smart trousers/dress pants], socks! actual shoes! oh yeah and a binder). So I also had to Google "which one's heat exhaustion and which one's heat stroke again?" and then treat myself for heat exhaustion.

I felt really fucking grim but I did get better within half an hour of sitting down where it was air conditioned, drinking yet more water, and sneakily taking off my binder (I just sat topless in the bathroom for a few minutes).

I'm doing better now, feeling kinda fragile. And my ankle hurts but that's to be expected. The train home, blessedly, has much better air conditioning than my train here did. I didn't manage to move around enough to get food, which is suboptimal but okay, and I asked D to pick me up from the nearest train station the big train goes through, rather than having to navigate the station and wait for a little train home.