All I remember were discussions I was having with him about my childhood, archiving analog media, then it hit me out of nowhere. The sinking feeling, my brain getting fuzzy, then just feeling like I fell asleep.

Next thing I know it I’m getting sat up in a chair with water placed in front of me. My husband was holding me up and talking me through it, but I ended up asking to leave.

Doesn’t help that I’m paranoid about all of the food and FDA recalls, so I’ll just eat bread. I’m not as young and spry as I thought I was, so I need to take care of myself more.