I feel awful. I went to bed really late this morning – around 4am (DST) – and was up rather early – before 10am (again, DST). Alyssa has been kind of blah all day, so I laid down with her around 5pm. I woke up around 8:15 and felt perfectly fine… until I sat up. Cue horrible, horrible vertigo. It was just like what I had – complete with nausea and urge to hurl – after having Ryan.
Most of tonight has been a dizzying blur. I have spent most of it sitting in one spot, trying very hard not to turn my head or move my eyes around too fast. Doing either makes me feel even worse. Yuck.
Poor Dan… here he thought he would be able to come home and relax, and instead he’s busy with the kids and bringing Ry to me when he needs feeding, because I’m too sick to do anything but wish I could pass out somewhere and wake up when it’s all over.


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