Aaahh...Vegas. My heart away from home.
It seems that most of my friends hate Las Vegas. I on the other hand LOVE IT! I love the shopping (Marc Jacobs...you torture me...er... my bank account), I love the weather (I need the sun people, I NEED IT), I love the great food options (La Cave at Wynn has the best flat bread I've ever tasted) and, of course, I love the gambling. I found out this week, however, that my Meniere's Disease does not love Vegas.
I've been to Vegas several times since my diagnosis, but this time was a bit different. This trip was 5 full days of entertainment, work, gambling, shopping and excitement. What I found was that 5 full days was a bit too much. I had stimulation overload.
The old Skye would have shopped and gambled and gone out until the wee hours of the morning. The new Skye, still recovering from surgery, had to rest several times and drink ample amounts of water. My steps were a little unsteady, but thankfully my friends were there to help me along the way. The experience was a bit humbling, but was an ever-constant reminder that we as humans are not indestructible. There will come a point in everyone's life where they aren't able to do exactly what they want to with the same fervor that they used to. Mine just came a bit early.
Don't get me wrong...I still love me some Vegas...and this won't stop me from going again. I just have to remember to slow my roll for a while. :)