It's the first day of October and my month has already gotten to a vomitting start.
To be very brief, I almost passed out into a toilet bowl.
It's funny because all I could think of at that moment was "oh man, I feel like crap" and "HOLY SHIT, I CANNOT FAINT ON TOP OF THE TOILET! WOULD THE FLOOR BE BETTER?!".
It was Thursday at work when I felt slightly nauseous. I got home and skipped dinner. I thought I had the flu because my skin ached when touched and my whole body hurt. Went back and forth with Mum over which medication I should take, the flu pill or Panadol. Mum won. (I took Panadol).
At 5am Friday morning, I popped up feeling worst off than I did before. The next thing I know, I was sitting on a chair in the bathroom throwing up. It was gross.
The one thing I don't get is why I was tearing. It's so typical to cry after you throw up. WHY?
Deng then went to look for medication downstairs.
I actually thought I felt better after throwing up so I went and told her that. 5 minutes later, whatever was in my stomach, which was nothing since I skipped dinner, was racing to come out again. I went back upstairs and retched over the toilet bowl. That's when I felt faint.
What happens when you're feeling faint?
Your body's weak, you can't sit up straight, all you see is bright white, you probably can't even open your eyes, you can't hear quite that clearly, you've got cold sweats, you may feel a tingling numbness in your limbs, your heart's racing... all that happening and yet you can still hear your thoughts. Mine was "oh man, this feeling sucks~ *retch*" and "OMG, IF YOU'RE GOING TO FAINT RIGHT NOW, MOVE AWAY FROM THE TOILET BOWL"!
Thank goodness I willed myself to lean back into the chair.
This next part's pretty fun.
So... I think I passed out on the chair for an instant. Deng said she was asking me if I was okay and I didn't respond and my eyes were half open, eyeballs moving up and down. She totally freaked out. *chuckle chuckle*
Then I don't know what happened, I heard her ask, "Oi, you okay wan anot?!"... and my eyes popped open.
Deng ran off to call Mum.
Of course, more happened after that, just not as interesting as this.
And I managed to retain my sense of humour while lying in bed all dead-like. I can be a pretty entertaining patient, you know? *big sickly grin*