I'm walking,suddenly my legs are rubber, knees about to buckle, calves cramping. In my delirium I grope for a resting place but find nothing. I can't feel my toes. I see mirages—chairs, benches—they flicker invitingly, only to vanish as I approach. I teeter on the verge of fainting.Desparate I wonder what has become of my wife Suddenly I hear her voice ring out from the blinding light: "Oh, stop acting like a baby! We've only been shopping for an hour."(LOL)