I just got back from a 4 day trip in Vegas. One of the craziest experiences out there so far. Ended up speeding through Fontana to get my friend to the Emergency Room... felt like John Travolta in Pulp Fiction, without the whole needle thru the breast plate thing.
Easily the best weekend in a long time, followed by the scariest experience of my life. All he needed was an IV and some rest, thank god.
I'm back home now and slept for 18 plus hours, I'm feeling alright. I remember sunday before going down to the pool I slammed 7-8 bottles of water within in hour before heading down to drink more, I think that saved me.
Just did some cardio and pumped most of the toxins out.