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I had an awful sleepless night. Despite turning in at 2+am, I was tossing and turning till 6am, because no matter which angle I tried to position myself, my stomach protested and it just made me feel nauseous. Toss, turn, toss, turn. Threw up at about 6am, felt much better, and was so relieved that when I lay back everything felt okay. Then at 8.30am it started again. Gawd, it's as though I'm going through my Secondary One experience all over again, when I'd felt better after throwing up, and I did that throughout the day! No way in hell am I doing that today. I hate vomitting. Maybe I'll go for Japanese class and skip my afternoon classes if I feel crappy later.
Sigh.
