Thursday, September 13, 2007

Pur Flavored Water Filters

Today as I noticed my legs were too scaly to wear the black skirt I really was wearing, I realized I'm probably dehydrated. Most of the time, I have a sugar-free fake cappuccino with breakfast, a soda at work, and a half-pint of milk at lunch. Maybe another diet soda when I get home, but that's about all.

I just hate water.

I've been told all my life that "water has no taste!" That I was just making up excuses not to drink it instead of something that tasted good.

But I've always been able to taste the chemicals and minerals in tap water. It's disgusting. Of course, when a smoker tells you that YOU can't taste it and YOU can't smell it, you have to understand that THEY have ruined their tasting and smelling mechanism and they're projecting their own tastelessness onto you.

I'd never have been able to convince the stepmother of that, so I stayed dehydrated all the time as a kid. It freaks me out that so many kids end up dehydrated and in the hospital these days - I'd have had to be having a seizure for a doctor to see me when I was sick.

Eww... bad flashback to that intestinal infection a couple of years ago that made me rip open the bridge of my nose and black both of my eyes on the toilet seat. When my fever was finally coming down and the hallucinations had already stopped, THEN it was 104 degrees on my thermometer. I remember beating on my legs with my fists to try to make the hallucinations stop - I was seeing planks of wood floating out of my skin and every single one hurt, so I was pounding my legs to keep the wood from coming out again. I was pretty bruised up afterward, but no amount of pounding or screaming in pain (from the hallucinations - not my fists) made it stop. I just eventually passed out.

I guess it's a good thing that this one time I asked for help. I probably could have died from that without anybody checking up on me. I was so thirsty after all that throwing up that I had called my sister to ask if she'd buy me a few boxes of sugar free jello and some ginger ale, and leave them on my carport steps. Not knowing what was wrong with me, I was afraid for her to come in the house. She brought her younger son with her, and bless his heart, he felt so bad for me lying on the couch that he just wanted to hug me. I remember begging him not to come near because I was afraid he'd catch it. When Dad came over, he didn't know what to do other than sit in the chair across the room and look at me. I didn't know what to do either, so I just looked back. LOL He did me in to see a doctor the next day though. I was so out of it still that I couldn't understand why he wanted to give me a tetanus shot. I didn't mind the shot - I just didn't get why. (Hello? Toilet seat cut your face open? LOL That's actually what the old fella said to me.)

Anyway....
I've been thinking about getting one of those Pur flavored water filters. It's a huge contraption to attach to the faucet, but I can't stand water unless it's filtered anyway, so why not try out the flavored water at the same time? I can drink Propel all day long, but it's not calorie-free, which is what I really need. It would be more handy to me to just get good tasting water out of the faucet in the kitchen at home - I'd probably drink more than just an occasional diet soda.

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