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Monday, March 17, 2008, 20:57

almost fainted

That was the first time I felt that I was going to die.
I am not joking.
Okayy, maybe not die, but that was the first time I felt that I was really going to faint.
This was how it started.

We played badminton for PE.
I love badminton.
Badminton is my favourite sport.
At least I think so, besides sleeping (if it is counted as a sport).
My dad was the one who taught me and my brother how to play badminton.
Anyway, so we had badminton for PE!

After PE, as usual, my teacher had a debrief with us.
I took out my specs and somehow people in front of me seem so blur.
I barely see who are the people opposite me.
Okayy, I thought maybe it was because I had wore my specs for the whole PE lesson, hence this blur vision will only take place for a while.
Later, I felt damn dizzy and I still had the blur vision.
I knew something's wrong.
I felt that myself had turned pale (this I am not sure as I can't see my own reflection without a mirror).
I couldn't stand steadily.
Somehow, I still managed to stood there till the end of the briefing.
I remembered that I was like saying silently in my mind that "quickly end the briefing, I need to sit down, quickly end it".
At last, when he said "okay, let's keep the racquets..."
The first thing I did was to lean at the wall and sat down.
I passed my racquet to one of my classmates and closed my eyes and sat down there.
She asked me whether I was okay and I told her I felt damn dizzy and she asked me to go out of the badminton hall because it was seriously stuffy in there.
So, I went out, feeling rather weak, and sat out there for a while.
At that moment, I really felt like fainting.
I thought I did felt a little bit better after going out of the hall.
Then, I went back to take my stuff and proceeded down, planning to visit the toilet for a while.
I was thinking maybe I was lack of oxygen, hence I was breathing rather heavily.
My friend was like asking me whether I am alright, and all I could tell them was "I think so".
But, I really don't think I was alright.
I went to the toilet and for the first time I looked into the mirror, I felt so scared because my face was white.
Totally pale white.
I was really not sure what was happening and thought that I might faint any seconds from then.
I met Sam there.
I was telling her that I felt really dizzy.
She asked me to drink water.
I drank but still felt not okay.
Later on, I went outside the gym and sat there, waiting for PT to start.
I saw my friend and she asked me to go inside.
I went in and sat down leaning against the pillar again.
I still felt damn dizzy.
I felt like vomitting also.
Urgh.
She asked me to just go home because I guess I looked really scary huh.
I went to the toilet and shitted (Is there such a word?) and I thought I would feel much better.
But no, I felt like dying and was groaning softly in the toilet!
No joke!
After I went out of the toilet, I wanted to walk back to outside of the gym.
But, I was so weak that I sat down leaning against the locker area for almost 5 mins before continue the seemingly long journey back there.
I was breathing so heavily there.
I felt that my head was gonna burst and I was gonna collapsed.
My friend asked me whether I need some sweet drink and I thought why not if it helps me to recover.
So she bought me a 100 plus.
I drank so slowly and was hoping that I would feel much better and I think maybe I did.
After that, I walked slowly towards the field, thinking that I should go back home but will be dropping by the CCA Room first.
But, I sat at the bench for almost 10 mins drinking my 100 plus.
I even messaged my roommate asking her whether she has went back home because I would like someone to accompany me home as I was not feeling well.
In the end, after finishing the drink, I managed to walk on my own back to oldham wing.
Upon reaching there, I sat down and rested for a while and was so thankful that I actually managed to make my way there.
I went to the toilet again and my face was still so pale.
Gah, I was seriously wondering what was happening to me.
But, at that point of time, I knew I was feeling so much better already.
After much persuading from my friends, I went up to the council room and rested on the couch for quite some time.
I was really grateful to be able to rest there.
Thank god, I felt so so so much better.
Okay, after that, I was back to my normal self and went down to help out with the banner stuff.

This post shall reminds me of the day I almost fainted.
This was really a rare occasion when I really actually truthfully felt like fainting.
Thank god I didn't.

Okay, my brain is damn tired now.
I am having a headache.
I need to rest.
:)

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