“For someone with no sense of taste, you have a lot of
opinions on water.”
Kevin told me that a while back, and he’s absolutely right. As you all know, I would rather remain parched than fill up a cup with water. But on those rare occasions that I do partake in the liquid that gives me life, I tend to be picky. I pretty much hate the taste of bottled water, but if I have to grab a bottle to go, I usually choose Arrowhead. Most people that drink bottled water regularly tend to despise Arrowhead, and I think it’s because it tastes like tap water—which I personally like. Tap water is free, as tasty as water can be to me, and is better for the environment than plastic bottles. But don’t think I just turn on the tap and start drinking. No. My other demand for drinking water is that it be ice cold. I’m talking about a minimum of four ice cubes per 8 ounces of water. If it’s warmer than that, it burns my throat.
Kevin told me that a while back, and he’s absolutely right. As you all know, I would rather remain parched than fill up a cup with water. But on those rare occasions that I do partake in the liquid that gives me life, I tend to be picky. I pretty much hate the taste of bottled water, but if I have to grab a bottle to go, I usually choose Arrowhead. Most people that drink bottled water regularly tend to despise Arrowhead, and I think it’s because it tastes like tap water—which I personally like. Tap water is free, as tasty as water can be to me, and is better for the environment than plastic bottles. But don’t think I just turn on the tap and start drinking. No. My other demand for drinking water is that it be ice cold. I’m talking about a minimum of four ice cubes per 8 ounces of water. If it’s warmer than that, it burns my throat.
That said, a few months ago, as I was getting out of bed, I
pinched a nerve in my back. (I guess
this is the sort of stuff that happens when you’re in your 30’s.) In any case, it hurt tremendously, and I
could barely move. Internet research
said to drink tons of water throughout the day.
Fortunately, Greg was home with me, and he gladly filled my reusable
purple bottle with large amounts of ice and water.
In less than an hour’s time, I had finished 66 ounces of
ice-cold water. (FYI: 64 oz is the daily recommendation, so I was feeling very
proud of myself.) While finishing my
last gulps, I noticed that I was getting cold, but didn’t think much of
it. When I got up to smugly show Greg my
empty bottle, I began to realize that I was extremely
cold. I decided I would quickly use the
restroom to pee out the toxins this water was supposedly washing out of me, and
then sit myself back down on the couch under a warm blanket. While washing my hands, I noticed that my
fingernails were so purple that it almost looked like I was wearing nail
polish. Looking up at myself in the mirror, it was clear that my lips matched my nails. That’s when my teeth began
chattering uncontrollably…something I thought was only done in cartoons and the
movies.
I suddenly realized that I had given myself hypothermia by
drinking water!!
But don’t worry; I survived.
Greg quickly got me wrapped up in thicker blankets and immediately made
me a giant cup of hot tea, which totally defrosted me by the time I finished
drinking it. For the rest of that day, I
swore off stupid water and stuck with tea--which I found to be an absolutely
wonderful alternative.
While I feel I usually have to defend my motives for not
drinking water, hypothermia is no joke.
I’d say I have a valid reason now.
I mean, why would I want to risk my life over something as horrible as
water? It’s not worth it when there’s
perfectly good orange juice in the fridge.
