Dehydration by stealth

Cooler today, but still bright and sunny with some cloud. After breakfast I had a bout of diahorrea and my mind became foggy. Checking airport coach bookings for our flight to Barcelona next Saturday became unusually difficult as I couldn't retain short term information in order to make a proper plan. I didn't have a headache, but my ability to express myself verbally was impaired and I became panicky, although I had drunk at least a pint of water and coffee at breakfast it took a while to recognise the impact of dehydration, and loss of minerals. It's something which happens to me in warmer weather. 

I'm obliged to take a daily diuretic to prevent potassium accumulating from the blood pressure pills I take, and probably drink too much weak coffee, but it seems to creep up un-noticed and overtake me. In order to recover, I had to drink another couple of pints of water. I find it's easy not to notice if I don't drink enough first thing in the morning, especially if I get distracted or have to rush for any reason. 

At the end of the morning still recovering, Clare and I walked to the coach station to renew our Senior Coach Cards and book tickets in person rather than on line. On the way there she insisted on booking us a table for lunch at Elgano's Italian restaurant on Cathedral Road, a very nice place to eat pasta and a bowl of green salad. When we reached the booking office I realised I'd forgotten my wallet containing my coach card and bus pass. Clare bought herself a new coach card, but I had to return home after lunch to collect my wallet and then return to renew the Coach Card and book tickets. 

Forgetting to return the wallet to the pocket where it stays in a jacket I currently wear is certainly a consequence of the morning's dehydration episode. By the time I got home I'd covered my daily distance and a bit more, despite the effort to take it easier as my Fitbit app proposed. None the worse for wear anyway.

I worked on writing another biblical reflection for the week after next, so that I've got a video to post to WhatsApp while I'm in Catalunya, and the basis of another for the week after that. Then all I'll have left to prepare will be a sermon for next Sunday in Madremanya. I continued after supper, then watched another episode of 'The Good Doctor' and then it was time for bed.