My Life as a Puddle

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An Oregonian Thanksgiving

I took a trip to Oregon for Thanksgiving. (Yeah, I know I’m a tad behind on blogging about this.) My mother-in-law and her boyfriend recently moved there, and this was our first visit. We flew into Portland and then drove a few hours to her new place. I was able to cross off one thing on my bucket list: Powell’s Bookstore. It’s an entire square block of awesome. I was soooooo excited to go there, so I mandated that it would be our first stop after landing at PDX.

 

It was raining when we got to Portland. Shocking, I know. It was humid, but I didn’t notice it too much initially. I was more concerned with navigating ourselves to the books. We parked in downtown Portland and hoofed it over to the bookstore by way of Whole Foods. That’s another store in which I could spend hours looking around. When I opened the front doors to Powell’s, the angels started singing and white light surrounded me. Then, as a Highly Sensitive Person who also has hyperhidrosis, my hands started to sweat from the excitement of my surroundings, which I feel on a deeper level than most people since my nervous system is so finely tuned.

 

I spent a good hour or so looking at everything Powell’s had to offer. I planned to spend some money there that day, so as my pile of purchases began to accumulate in my arms, I had to do the strategic holding and placement of my hands I’ve talked about before so as not get everything all sweaty. Once I was ready to pay for everything, I worked my way over to the registers. I watched the line very carefully and waited until there was only one person in front of me before I got in line. I hate standing in lines! My sweat factor increases in lines.

 

After Powell’s we grabbed some breakfast and began the drive to the Oregon coast. My mother-in-law lives just a few minutes from the beach, so we went there first to watch the sunset. It was so pretty! Oregon air, especially on the coast, is so different in November. It was a bone chilling cold, and I could not get warm for the first couple of days we were there, which was weird but also entirely fabulous because I was not sweating. Yay! I was so cold that I had on a long-sleeved shirt, a sweatshirt, and a scarf during our Thanksgiving dinner. Absolutely unheard of for me, especially at the dinner table since I tend to sweat more around other people when we have to pass plates of food around and deal with silverware and cutting meat, etc.

 

Here are some photos from my trip. The beach shots are from the camera on my iPhone. I am so impressed with those shots!

 

Oregon Forest

These trees in Oregon look like they’re from a Dr. Seuss book.

mossy wall

I love moss.

pinecone

The Oregon coast is very versatile in its landscape.

leaf in the sand

These ripples on the beach remind me of myself, and this leaf was still alive and green. We, too, can grow despite our hyperhidrosis.

birds on the Oregon coast

oregon coast beach

I spent my Thanksgiving with The Goonies.

Oregon coast sunset

 

Before we left Portland, we stopped at a local brewery for some dinner. Upon arriving at the airport and dropping off the rental car, I began worrying about going through the security checkpoint. I hate traveling with hyperhidrosis. Surprisingly, though, I did not sweat through security on our way home. Perhaps that had something to do with the two beers I had at dinner. Who knows. But it was blissful, I can tell you that. I had such a good time exploring the airport before our flight left. They have a Powell’s Bookstore at the PDX airport, too!

Powell's Books at PDX airport

Powell’s Books at PDX airport


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2 Comments

  1. Hey there, I am so lucky to have found your blog. I too suffer with HH.
    You are beautiful and such an inspiration to me 🙂 I should be studying for an exam, lol. I am currently in school working towards the medical field, and its been SO HARD trying to learn while being embarrassed and self conscious when I am trying to learn to do a physical exam on a patient. Imagine palpating other ppl with your cold slimey hands.. sigh, and lets not get to where I am unable to work my medical equipment because I can’t turn it on (hand slips around it). Anyway, enough of my rambling..

    Like you said, we shouldn’t let THIS control our lives. preoccupy our lives…

    You and your blog are such an encouragement for me 🙂

    Thanks!

    • Hi Diana! Don’t give up. You can make modifications to your job to make it work. Powdered gloves, carrying a small towel, etc. I work in the health care field, too. It’s a struggle, but I keep going. Today, for example, I met a doctor whose first comment to me was, “Wow. Your hands are really cold and wet.” Nice to meet you, too. I just brushed it off and said it was because of the cool air outside. I was so nervous already I didn’t even think to use it as an educational opportunity to say that I have hyperhidrosis. Next time, though!

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