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I had a horrible and scary night last night. Started having stomach cramps and, after attempting to ignore them for a few minutes, got up to use the washroom, thinking I might be getting diarrhea. By the time I got there, I was exceedingly nauseous and grabbed a plastic bag from the kitchen in case I threw up. However, the stomach cramps became so intense that all I could do was rock back and forth on the toilet. I became extremely lightheaded and started sweating profusely. I've never sweated that intensely in my life, and I was seriously concerned about losing consciousness. Christopher got me a cold, wet washcloth and I just sat there with it on the back of my neck, trying to take deep breaths, for a while. Finally felt well enough eventually to go back to bed and rest. I felt chilled, and continued to have minor stomach pains for a while. Now I feel okay, just incredibly weak and tired, even though this occurred over seven hours ago and I've been asleep since. I'm no longer sleepy enough to sleep, and hunger is keeping me awake. But my body still feels exhausted from the whole ordeal. I've had bad stomach pains before, but never anything close to this. Christopher kept asking me if he needed to call an ambulance, and I didn't know what to say. I felt like I was dying. I don't know what could have caused it. The only thing he could think of was food poisoning. But we ate the same thing and he hasn't been sick, so that doesn't make a lot of sense.
Not a good day at all.
Not a good day at all.