I don’t feel so hot.

It’s not very often that I feel sick enough to miss work, but this morning I didn’t go. I feel really guilty not going in, but at the same time I doubt I could have made it there, let alone lasted through the shift. My mum called Melinda this morning (I’m sorry it was so early! I said she could wait until you got to the campground) to let her know I wasn’t going to make it. I hope no one is mad at me.

If you’ve talked to me recently you probably know I haven’t been feeling well. My mum still thinks I gave myself concussion when I hit my head, but then my stomach started acting up. It was pretty bad last night, to the point where I thought I might end up in the hospital today.

Luckily, it didn’t get much worse… but at the same time I got no sleep.

I ended up sleeping on my floor because when I’m sick, sleeping on the floor seems like a more logical idea. I was too hot sleeping on my bed, but then when I moved to the floor I got too cold. It went hot, cold, hot, cold for a while there.

Then I had the weirdest… experience. It wasn’t really a dream because I wasn’t asleep and it wasn’t a full on hallucenation, but for some reason I convinced myself that I was on a boat and I couldn’t sleep because ‘the Germans’ wouldn’t let me. I have no idea who ‘the Germans’ were or why they were German instead of from somewhere else. They wanted my passport, or something. And they wouldn’t let me sleep. Let me just say, I really have nothing against German people so I honestly have no idea where this stemmed from, haha.

I’m feeling a bit better now and everything that’s been sloshing around inside my stomach is getting less, which is good. The doctors always tell me that if you can hear stomach noises and stuff, it’s a good sign. But now my body aches like you would not believe. I’m probably dehydrated because aside from a few sips of flat coke, I haven’t had anything to eat or drink since last night. I don’t want to eat anything because I don’t want my stomach to get worse again and while I know I should drink something, I can’t make myself. ~_~

My head doesn’t hurt now, which is good. I had a bit of a panic attack this morning though and I don’t really know why. Like I couldn’t get enough air or something. But I got some sleep and I feel better. I’m not going to work tonight either, my mum called them for me and said I couldn’t make it tonight because I was sick. Bev called me and left a message (I couldn’t get up and get to the phone in time… well I didn’t even get up to try to make it to the phone in time, it took me 15 minutes to get down the stairs because I felt dizzy, so let’s not push it, haha). She said she heard I wasn’t feeling well and to call her when I feel up to it and let her know how I’m doing.

When I told Jim the other day I didn’t feel well he was afraid I’d get sick and have to go the hospital. ~_~ I’m definitely not going. Unless I get really really sick tonight (but I’m getting better!). I hate going to the hospital so much and I don’t feel like it’s that bad. I think I’ll go to work tomorrow.

But regardless, Melinda I’m sorry for bailing on you! And I’m sorry for bailing on my kids tonight too. T_T I hate being sick. And I’m going back to lay down now.