It was, without a doubt, the worst night I have had - even worse than the kideny stones.
So when I got home, I ate dinner. I had a small frozen pizza since I had decided to return to full gluten free on Saturday with the starting of a second anitbiotic. I also took my probiotic (which I have forgotten to take the last coupel days).
Within an hour, I began to feel a little sick. I was home alone all evening, which added to my stress.
Around 8pm, I wnet upstiars to the master bedroom/bathroom with my small garbage can in hand. I began throwing up badly. This went on for about 15 minutes.
Then I climbed in bed and started to fall asleep. Then all of a suddne, I felt like the world dropped out. It was not veritgo. It was in my chest, I think..
So I went to the bathroom and began to throw up again. Then I was suddenly hit with the need to lie down. I felt like I was falling. About that time, I was hit with diarrhea, so I pulled myself onto the toilet (sorry - TMI, I know).
The next thing I know, everything is dark and I have this bad pain in my hip/leg that I can’t seem to stop. Turns out - the room is dark because my eyse are closed and my hip hurts because I am on the floor, laying on top of the small trash can.
I had lost consciousness/passed out and was laying on the floor. I have a few nice bruises from it all. Panic begins to set in now. I am covered in sweat when I come to. Shaking. Freezing. My hands, feet, joints are screaming in pain.
I crawl out and lay on the floor for about 30 minutes before I have the strength and clear head to wlak to the bed. I lay down for a while and sleep.
It happens again, So I head into the bbathroom. Again, there is the strong need to lie down. Again I am sweating all over (drenched), shaking, freezing.
I wasn’t sure what was happening. I wasn’t sure if I should call an abulance (as my girlfriend was at a party and not picking up her phone). I was actually scared - since I didn’t know what was happening.
My dog spent the evening laying on the floor next to me. He has not left my side since it started. funny.
This morning, my stomach feels woozy. I have a headache. I’m sore. My heart is still racing. I am drinking water ni small amoutns, trying to keep it down.
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Oh Cb, my heart goes out to you! I can completely relate!