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I have never ever been as sick as I am right now. Not as far as I remember anyway, which means what, 18 years? More? I dunno, whatever, oh god I am dying.
I nearly passed out in the street, but I fought it and I got back to the hotel, but once I got to the lift.... yeah, game over. I threw up all over the bathroom, and although I think I'm pretty much done on that front, I just... well, my clothes are covered in crap, and I don't know what to do, because I don't GET sick, so when I do... well, what do I do!? @_@ Apart from drink water and try and work out how to wash my clothes with soap a bit so they aren't disgusting when I send them for laundry.
Oh, and now I have no more loo roll left either, because they didn't give me a new one yesterday >_> I also can't call down for more, because I look like I've died or something, and all the bites on one leg have turned purple. x_x.
I think the door just beeped, but nobody came in.. I really hope the cleaners will come becuase although I have pretty much cleared it away, I NEED LOO ROLL DX
I think I'm gunna empty the bin and use it as a washbasin. What a laugh.
Oh yeah, and my connection sucks, but I can'tgo downstairs cus I'm weepy and pathetic... plus what if it happens again, i wanna be near a private bathroom. x___X
EDIT: I stayed in pretty late today, and set off at 12:30 to get to MBK to buy some hiking shoes, but I got stopped by some tuk-tuk guys, so by the time I got to the boat station it was 1pm. Anyway, I went and stood out on the pier bit for about 15 mins watching the boats come and go, and just as I gave up, and old guy came over and told me in broken English that I needed to walk up to the next pier because boats don't stop here on Sundays (Typical.)
I decided I couldn't be bothered to do that and though I'd just go back to the hotel via the 7-11 and buy some snacks to graze on for the afternoon, but when I got in there, I suddenly felt rather overcome and very VERY sick, so I wandered about for a moment, before walking out and heading back towards the hotel - walked about 100m and started swaying about all over the place, so I went back to the 7-11 and bought a bottle of water - I had previously drunk a whole bottle of water on the bridge, but I thought I might be dehydrated or something. Anyway, carried on and suddenly realised I wasn't going to make it back to the hotel.
As I was walking, a tuk-tuk guy walked beside me and was asking me my plans, which distracted me from feeling like death for a minute, but delayed me somewhat, so I said a rather hurried goodbye and carried on; then 100m down the road, the same thing happened again - same conversation, same questions - by this point, my vision was slowly going, so I was even more curt with this guy, just said thanks, no thanks, bye, thankyou... got to the crossing and had to watch the counter tick down from 45... longest 45 seconds of my life if you ask me x___X
Anyway, stumbled across the road and somehow made it as far as the hotel, but as i was crossing the carpark, I was pretty sure it wasn't gunna happn, and my innards would become my outards, and my vertical would soon become horizontal. I practically ran across the lobby and into the lift, but as it ticked up to the third floor, lights out.
Dragged myself to my room on the 4th floor, threw my bag down and... yeah, I'll spare you the gorey details.
10 mins later, I've rinsed my clothes out, but they're obviously far from clean - had a shower, but it's attached to the wall, so it's not a great deal of use, and there's no plug, so even if I did want to bathe in my own filth I couldn't. x_______x So I've got no loo roll left, no full-length trousers left, if I wantthem washed I'll have to clean them a bit myself first because I'm not sure I could subject another human being to sorting out THAT mess...
Now, I feel... more or less okay, actually - although I am starting to feel a little bit light-headed now.
Urgh. T_____T I'm suposed to go to Chiang Mai the day after tomorrow... ;3;....... I don't want to have wasted my money T__T;; £150 is a lot to lose in the grand scheme of things. *cry*
I am now officially fed up with people trying to help me. Because they aren't. If they were trying to help me, they would notice I couldn't keep my eyes open or walk in a straight line. Not tell me to go fucking trekking or visit the bloody TAT. They'd let me sit down for a minute. x_x
My mummy phoned me. *snif* I feel better. ;3;~~~
I nearly passed out in the street, but I fought it and I got back to the hotel, but once I got to the lift.... yeah, game over. I threw up all over the bathroom, and although I think I'm pretty much done on that front, I just... well, my clothes are covered in crap, and I don't know what to do, because I don't GET sick, so when I do... well, what do I do!? @_@ Apart from drink water and try and work out how to wash my clothes with soap a bit so they aren't disgusting when I send them for laundry.
Oh, and now I have no more loo roll left either, because they didn't give me a new one yesterday >_> I also can't call down for more, because I look like I've died or something, and all the bites on one leg have turned purple. x_x.
I think the door just beeped, but nobody came in.. I really hope the cleaners will come becuase although I have pretty much cleared it away, I NEED LOO ROLL DX
I think I'm gunna empty the bin and use it as a washbasin. What a laugh.
Oh yeah, and my connection sucks, but I can'tgo downstairs cus I'm weepy and pathetic... plus what if it happens again, i wanna be near a private bathroom. x___X
EDIT: I stayed in pretty late today, and set off at 12:30 to get to MBK to buy some hiking shoes, but I got stopped by some tuk-tuk guys, so by the time I got to the boat station it was 1pm. Anyway, I went and stood out on the pier bit for about 15 mins watching the boats come and go, and just as I gave up, and old guy came over and told me in broken English that I needed to walk up to the next pier because boats don't stop here on Sundays (Typical.)
I decided I couldn't be bothered to do that and though I'd just go back to the hotel via the 7-11 and buy some snacks to graze on for the afternoon, but when I got in there, I suddenly felt rather overcome and very VERY sick, so I wandered about for a moment, before walking out and heading back towards the hotel - walked about 100m and started swaying about all over the place, so I went back to the 7-11 and bought a bottle of water - I had previously drunk a whole bottle of water on the bridge, but I thought I might be dehydrated or something. Anyway, carried on and suddenly realised I wasn't going to make it back to the hotel.
As I was walking, a tuk-tuk guy walked beside me and was asking me my plans, which distracted me from feeling like death for a minute, but delayed me somewhat, so I said a rather hurried goodbye and carried on; then 100m down the road, the same thing happened again - same conversation, same questions - by this point, my vision was slowly going, so I was even more curt with this guy, just said thanks, no thanks, bye, thankyou... got to the crossing and had to watch the counter tick down from 45... longest 45 seconds of my life if you ask me x___X
Anyway, stumbled across the road and somehow made it as far as the hotel, but as i was crossing the carpark, I was pretty sure it wasn't gunna happn, and my innards would become my outards, and my vertical would soon become horizontal. I practically ran across the lobby and into the lift, but as it ticked up to the third floor, lights out.
Dragged myself to my room on the 4th floor, threw my bag down and... yeah, I'll spare you the gorey details.
10 mins later, I've rinsed my clothes out, but they're obviously far from clean - had a shower, but it's attached to the wall, so it's not a great deal of use, and there's no plug, so even if I did want to bathe in my own filth I couldn't. x_______x So I've got no loo roll left, no full-length trousers left, if I wantthem washed I'll have to clean them a bit myself first because I'm not sure I could subject another human being to sorting out THAT mess...
Now, I feel... more or less okay, actually - although I am starting to feel a little bit light-headed now.
Urgh. T_____T I'm suposed to go to Chiang Mai the day after tomorrow... ;3;....... I don't want to have wasted my money T__T;; £150 is a lot to lose in the grand scheme of things. *cry*
I am now officially fed up with people trying to help me. Because they aren't. If they were trying to help me, they would notice I couldn't keep my eyes open or walk in a straight line. Not tell me to go fucking trekking or visit the bloody TAT. They'd let me sit down for a minute. x_x
My mummy phoned me. *snif* I feel better. ;3;~~~