Hello ChrisM and All,
I had a similar experience and spent one night in the hospital.
Final diagnosis was that I had a virus infection that got to my middle ear but nobody seemed to know for sure.
I walked down to Lake Taupo in NZ to swim two days before the race. My swim was at sunup so I could get used to the the sight angles for the race.
I had not shaved for a 3 or 4 days and wore my ‘throwaway clothes’ from the Amvets thrift store.
After a short walk from the motel to the beach I put on my wet suit and swam for about 40 minutes.
The water did not feel cold and I had a good swim.
When I started to walk out of the water on the beach I felt woozy and got up to the park bench to change back into my old clothes.
I got so nauseaous that I could not get my wet suit off at first. I had the dry heaves.
I finally got my wet suit off and got dressed and started to walk back to the motel, carrying my wetsuit in a black garbage bag so I
wouldn’t drip on the motel floor.
I had to stop a go to my knees every so often to barf. I waved at some people out for a morning walk to get help and they turned around and went the other way.
When I got to the motel I had to cross the main road and there was so much traffic and I felt so bad I couldn’t get across the street and just sat on the curb barfing.
Some other people were coming down the sidewalk toward me and I waved for help … they turned around too.
Fortunately I was aquainted with the motel owner and his two small daughters were waiting for the school bus. They saw me and imitated my crawling around on my hands and knees and the owner came out to see what they were doing and they laughed and pointed at me on the curb on the other side of the road.
He came across the road and got me back to the motel and it was off to the hospital. The hospital gave me a treadmill stress test the next morning and said I was good to go and just had a virus infection vertigo incident.
The next day at the race I DNF’d at the 13 mile mark on the run as I got dizzy and sick again and figured discretion was the better part of valor on that day.
Moral of the story: If you get sick - wear nice clothes and shave or nobody will give you the time of day.
Cheers,
Neal