{"id":1101,"date":"2013-08-28T11:26:36","date_gmt":"2013-08-28T15:26:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shakabrown.com\/home\/?p=1101"},"modified":"2015-02-18T05:21:37","modified_gmt":"2015-02-18T05:21:37","slug":"82813-4pm-the-beginning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.shakabrown.com\/home\/82813-4pm-the-beginning\/","title":{"rendered":"8\/28\/13 – 4PM – The beginning"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"IMG_2190-150x150\"<\/a>It hit me at 4pm on August 28th, 2013. While working as a photography assistant, loading in equipment, I got a sudden chill. I asked Phil, my roomate.
\nShaka:”Did the temperature just drop? I forgot to bring my jacket”
\nPhil “Not really, it’s a little cool, you want my jacket?”
\nI got to the studio, sat down, and started shaking. Phil looked at me and said “Go home. Now.”
\nSo much for a quick gig.
\nI had a bigger gig the next day, which involved flying to Minnesota and running the lighting for a huge wedding. I figured I should probably be rested before 4 days of non-stop work. So I went to sleep. Woke up at 10pm, packed and then went to sleep again.<\/p>\n

The gig went fine, with the only exception that I didn’t sleep for 4 days, or eat at all. I had no appetite, and so much needed to get done, \u00a0I was afraid that something would go wrong.<\/p>\n

Week 2 – \u00a0 After getting back on Monday, I felt like I was past the flu, and I could rest for a while.\u00a0\u00a0Except for the fact that I had another gig working production for a video shoot at a mansion. I woke up feeling like crap, and barely made it through the day. I ended up falling asleep on the floor of the mansion. I went home, got in bed, and stayed there.
\nFor a week and a half.<\/p>\n

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I would wake up, use the bathroom, and go back to sleep. I didn’t leave the house. I didn’t eat. I would try to eat and food would actually taste bad.\u00a0It was suggested that I see a doctor. I refused. I could shake it. \u00a0Since I never got the flu before, I figured that I was due, I just had to see it through and I’d be OK eventually.<\/p>\n

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Week 3 – I am able to get up and I wake up with a craving for watermelon and orange juice. I text a friend who goes to Whole Foods and picks some up for me. The next day I go to Publix grocery to get the same thing, and I figure I should see what I weigh, after such a weird past 2 weeks. 163lbs.<\/p>\n

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“Wow, I lost nearly 20 lbs.” I was gonna have to eat a lot of watermelon. The next week I still had no appetite. \u00a0I weighed in at 150lbs. I couldn’t remember when I ever weighed that little. Middle school?<\/p>\n

Phil was jokingly saying that I had to eat, or I was going to waste away. Then he said I really needed to eat, whether I was hungry or not. Then he was literally putting food into my mouth.<\/p>\n

Finally I started feeling a bit better, which was good because I had a gig coming up in Honduras! Time to get back to work. Little did I know that it had only begun.<\/p>\n

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