Stand clear of the doors

[cdave]

The tube pulled out of High & I.

I'd given up trying to read the paper. There just wasn't enough room. Even folded in quarters, and held high above the nearest commuter's shoulder. It was rammed in there. I was stuck in the middle of the carriage. There was someone between me and the door, between me and the glass partition, between me and the rear of the carriage, and about three more between me and the ventilation window.

It was hot. And humid. And my waterproof jacket was trapping the heat. So I wriggled a bit and elbowed half a dozen people removing it. Draping it over my left arm, I felt a bit unsteady so grabbed the overhead rail with my right hand, and clutched the paper between my knees.

In fact I was beginning to feel very unsteady. And a little nauseous. I was really grateful for the tiny gusts of cool air that occasionally reached me from the window. I realised I was breathing quite deeply, and loudly through my nose. I decided I was not going to make it to work in one go, and would have to get off at Kings Cross, and sit down for a bit.

But Kings Cross was another few minutes away, and I was really starting to feel the heat. And spots had started swimming in front of my eyes. It was getting harder to catch my breath, and the edges of my vision were stating to go black. I looked at my hand on overhead rail and could see a film of sweat starting to appear. I squatted down on my haunches as that was the closest thing I could do to laying down, and getting the blood back to my head.

The train stopped, and I squeezed past the person by the door, stagered to the benches, sat down and closed my eyes. About 5 or 6 trains later one with some spare seats pulled up, and I got on, and finished travelling into the office.

I haven't had a hangover that bad since new year's. I don't see why it was so bad either. I didn't mix my drinks, stuck to bitters. I had a fair wack of water when I got in, and over 7 hours sleep. Ah well. I feel a bit more human after several cups of coffee, and hot lunch.

Comments

[offensive-mango.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, sounds bad. That's the sort of hangover that has me throwing up. I think you should have taken the day off sick!

[cdave]

I very nearly did when I had to lay down after tying my shoes!

But I know what I'm like. Once I'd had a bite to eat, and a cup of coffee, I'd be capable of working. I recover fairly quickly. I just prefer to do it in bed, rather than than at the office.

Bizarrely, given how ill I felt, I only had that one burst of nausea.

[piesandmash.livejournal.com]

> I just prefer to do it in bed, rather than than at the office.

Wahey!

[raven-mocara.livejournal.com]

Sounds more like the tube journey than the hangover! I dont drink and I get that :p

[cdave]

It certainly wasn't helping. I'm normally good at tuning out things like that, but didn't have my headphones with me, and couldn't read.

[whizzerandchips.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Try the water before bedtime. Still. Not fun. Sometimes I'm jealous I don't live in the smoke, but there are benefits.

[cdave]

I'm pretty sure I did have some water, but probably less than a pint.

The benefits of London life out way the costs, at the moment. I do miss the countryside a bit though.

[arborophile.livejournal.com]

Hope you recovered quickly!

[cdave]

Thanks.

Felt better as the day went on. I think it was about 11 before I stopped almost falling asleep everytime I blinked.

[adelheid.livejournal.com]

Did you have breakfast...?

[cdave]

I've just had a banana and a skinny latte :)

But on that morning no. I was running late. I probably would have felt better if I'd had a peanut butter sandwich (my default: "I have no milk, yet I must breakfast" food)

[(Anonymous)]

Oh my! Once again, I'm thank God / Buddha / whoever that I don't get hangovers!

Cxx