Lara had a bit of an embarrassing morning today…
We get the train into work and it’s always really crowded; sometimes we get seats, sometimes we don’t and have to stand. I’ve never had a problem with it before – after all, you sit on your backside all day at work, so it’s really not a big deal. Today, however, was a different story.
About five minutes outside of London Bridge (the station we go t0), I started to feel really sick: clammy, nausea, faint. I just took deep breaths, but then my vision started getting all weird, like I couldn’t see. I knew I was going to pass out if I didn’t do something, so I grabbed Sam’s hand and crouched down on the floor of the train. I was there for a few minutes before a woman next to me asked if I was okay and offered her seat.
What kind of a world do we live in where people are so selfish that they won’t get off their ass for someone who is clearly not well? I would have been out of my seat in a second offering that person water if it had been someone else. I am kind of disgusted with London Commuter attitude.
I’m fine now - once I was off the train and got some fresh air, I felt a lot better, just weak and a bit shaky. Apparently this kind of thing is normal in pregnant women, especially if you’re warm and have been standing for a long time – which I was. I’m thinking about getting one of those “Baby on Board” badges – not that I think it would make much difference among the self-involved seat-grabby commuters.
