Dying is an understatement.

Hey peoples!!

I can't say I'm felling well... I woke up at 7 this morning with the worst stomach pains in the world, thought nothing of it and fell back to sleep. Then I woke up again with the same problem and it wasn't as bad, it was more irritating really. So I got out of bed, kind of wadled down the stairs (It was painful) and then turned on the light. MY EYES! It was now 7:20. So, I turned it off, went to the kitchen and turned on the little lights, it wasn't as bad, I adjusted to them quite quickly, and then the whole shakey feeling came on, the pain got worse and I was just so cold :(

So, there I am, stood in a kitchen shaking, stomach pains and I'm stone cold and then, when I thought it couldn't get worse, I couldn't focus well and now for the finale (Hoping thats the correct spelling) I just went that weak, standing wasn't and option, I wadled my way to the dining room (I say wadled, this is because I did) and sat at it, luckily, there was a dressing gown near me so I put that on, so that was that sorted... Or was it?

I'll have you know, by the time I'd sat down and put my dressign gown on, I started to get really warm, and I couldn't bare it, I was boiling and yet at the same time by body felt like it had some icy cold layer surrounding it, this maybe hard to understand, it was like something was blowing on me making me cold, even thought I wrapped up warm.

Does it actually get better?

So, I'm cold but warm at the same time, so I get enough energy to get up and go back to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, as the kettle is boiling I sit back down, I start to feel my head swaying, my vision was going again and my head dropped to the table, (Don't worry, I had my arms there anyway) and then I quickly sprung up to ensure I wouldn't collapse at the table. I got up, went to the cupboard to make the tea and then put in the milk (Basically I made a cup of tea) and thought 'Oh, why don't I get a Paracetamol, that will make me better'. So a hopeful Lucy goes to the cupboard to look for some and guess what? THERE WAS NONE -_-

So I went back to the tea, sat down on a chair in the living room and took a sip, the milk had gone off and it tasted awful. So I walked to the couch and lay there for about 20 minutes in pain. It gradually left and so I went to my room, got into bed and I found I couldn't sleep, wrapped up in my dressing gown, a blanket and a double sized duvet, I was frezzing and I just couldn't sleep. So, I just lay there, I noticed that when I woke up it was dark outside and when I was back in bed, it way daylight, it had been an hour actually, and I finally did get to sleep and woke up at 11:45 and I feel awful for sleeping so long. :(

Okay, now first things first, you may think I have overexagerated on this story, but I have not, there was more involved, however I have only told you the main parts. I have basically made my bad morning into an essay.

I think I'll blog again later about something good.
Enjoy!