Yesterday afternoon I started to feel ill.
I fought it through most of the day, but by mid afternoon I started throwing up. We were at the track working so I forced myself through the day.
By the end of the day I couldn't see straight. I went straight back to the trailer where I threw up all over the floor and fell into bed, I felt so week I couldn't even get up. I was so scared and just kept praying that DH would come back soon.
When he came back he took one look at me and grabbed his medical bag (he is a paramedic), my blood pressure was 80/50, he said no wonder I was feeling so fuzzy my blood pressure was way to low and my body was trying to protect itself.
He threw in an IV, gave me some gravol, and I kept throwing up,
DH packed up the trailer and got me into the car. I slept the whole way home and all night.
I was so scared, it was the worst feeling ever feeling like I had no control of my body.
I am slowly starting to feel better today, although my chest is killing me from throwing up so violently yesterday.
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