POTSIE PEEK

 

I was *trying* to find a shirt and ended

up stranded in the lucky brand dressing

room trying to get my heart to come

down and my body to ya know, NOT faint.

This is POTS.

When I was finally well enough to walk to my car (legit 35 minutes later and yes, the LB worker asked if I was okay lolz) I was then stranded in my car waiting for my vision to come fully back, my brain fog to settle, and of course, my body to not faint. This took another 25 minutes before I was safe to drive. Soooooo I read my Neice's birthday book.…a few times

over.

 POTS is no joke, y'all.