Actually it wasn’t the wave that knocked me over. I was kayaking with two other guys, one of which was in the water & hanging onto the edge of my boat for a practice run of an “assisted rescue”. As he was trying to get back into his boat…well, he lifted himself up……onto….and then….flipped in the opposite direction, head first and with his legs kicking in the air. He dodged when he should have weaved, tossing both us into the tasty salt water of the pacific ocean. If it was an olympic sport, we would have gotten a gold for sure!
So there I was, flipped over and upside down thinking to myself, “Well, this can’t be good.”. No, not the fact I was upside down. See, as I flipped over I’m pretty sure I managed to swallow 1/2 the ocean. Now with 1/2 the ocean down my throat, it was enough for my insides to say, “Oh Heeeell No!” I don’t ever recall throwing up that fast in my life! Nice little shock to the system to let you know that you’re still alive…. geez.
Ok, it was probably only a teaspoon of salt water, but at the time, it sure felt like 1/2 the ocean and thought I was dying for sure…..and we all know that when guys get sick, we never exaggerate dying. I’m pretty sure I had dyingitis.
Turned out to be a great day of paddling around White Rock BC.
Dyingitis – its a word I made up years ago. When ever I become sick, I would claim I was dying ….”I don’t think I’m going to make it through the night. Tell my family I love them….oh the pain, oh the agony…my nose is stuffed up, my throat is killing me, my face feels swollen….oh no! I have all the symptoms… I have dyingitis.”. Women often refer it to as “the common cold”.