It better happen this time.
Had a super busy day at work. I didn't anticipate it to be so jam-packed but things exploded on me. Half of the day was spent in some form of meeting as well, which didn't help. I was meant to do a quick 15 minute multi-tasked lunch but things didn't work out and I ended up inhaling (seriously, I choked a little) about one 5th of my lunch and then running back up on the ward. Maybe I was too busy to realise how starved I was. I stole a few jelly beans for sustenance on the way home but by the time I got on train no.2 I started feeling nauseous. I didn't think much of it. I thought it might have been because I hadn't eaten well and was tired. I couldn't even walk straight and needed to have a seated rest, haha. Breaking up my tasks like a true OT.
When I got home, I forced down some food and slept for 5 hours. I woke up a few times but would continue to sleep because I still felt like every time I turned my head, my room would spin. Feeling better now, however still don't know what happened.
The other week I was at a friend's house watching a movie when I started to feel nauseous and the whirring of her fan started to bother me more and more. Within minutes, I was sprawled on her bed, clutching my head and mumbling about going home. Glad I was able to drive all the way home without chucking up all over my steering wheel! Having said that, I ended up hanging over my own bed, dry retching over a bucket. That lovely experience was due to bad beetroot dip that had been left out a little too long though. Traumatised. As if not know not to eat something sloppy, lumpy and a violent shade of purple anyway, me.
... 1.5 hours have passed since the previous paragraph. I found myself watching X-Factor UK videos on YouTube, then some Adele clip, then I don't know what happened but I somehow ended up Googling Edward Furlong. He was the guy who played John Connor in Terminator 2. I remember having a crush on him when I was younger. Looking back, geez, what was I thinking? He wasn't even a handsome boy (and I say that with no seediness). That 90's haircut too, oh man. Terrible. Anyway Google says since then, he's struggled with drug addictions, weight, got married, had a kid, divorced, was in a French movie? Dunno. Clicking on the "images" tab on Google was a bad idea. Don't do it. He's about 700x less attractive than he was circa 1991.
Tomorrow is experimental cooking day. Trying to make a habit of it, to continue to expand my culinary repertoire.
Bed time.
When I got home, I forced down some food and slept for 5 hours. I woke up a few times but would continue to sleep because I still felt like every time I turned my head, my room would spin. Feeling better now, however still don't know what happened.
The other week I was at a friend's house watching a movie when I started to feel nauseous and the whirring of her fan started to bother me more and more. Within minutes, I was sprawled on her bed, clutching my head and mumbling about going home. Glad I was able to drive all the way home without chucking up all over my steering wheel! Having said that, I ended up hanging over my own bed, dry retching over a bucket. That lovely experience was due to bad beetroot dip that had been left out a little too long though. Traumatised. As if not know not to eat something sloppy, lumpy and a violent shade of purple anyway, me.
... 1.5 hours have passed since the previous paragraph. I found myself watching X-Factor UK videos on YouTube, then some Adele clip, then I don't know what happened but I somehow ended up Googling Edward Furlong. He was the guy who played John Connor in Terminator 2. I remember having a crush on him when I was younger. Looking back, geez, what was I thinking? He wasn't even a handsome boy (and I say that with no seediness). That 90's haircut too, oh man. Terrible. Anyway Google says since then, he's struggled with drug addictions, weight, got married, had a kid, divorced, was in a French movie? Dunno. Clicking on the "images" tab on Google was a bad idea. Don't do it. He's about 700x less attractive than he was circa 1991.
Tomorrow is experimental cooking day. Trying to make a habit of it, to continue to expand my culinary repertoire.
Bed time.
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