During this morning I was unable to take my mind of my personal problems.
That never happens - normally teaching is the perfect distraction.
But not this time.
I spent all 4 periods this morning feeling nauseous as hell. And then when it got to lunch time, I walked into the staff room, smelt the food and ran to the toilet and threw up.
I got taken to the nurse's room and told to lie down during lunch. They took my temperature and the like and then...asked me if I wanted to do a pregnancy test!!! I was like..er no...I'll be fine.
I was then given the option to go home coz I'd finished all my classes for the day. As crazy as it may sound, I declined. I told them if I went home I would sleep for too long and then wouldn't be able to sleep later. What a lame excuse.
The truth of the matter is, if I went home, I would spend the whole afternoon thinking. And given my current state of mind, that would be a disaster. Everytime I'm home, I manage to wind myself up in a state. Even now I have this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. I can't eat and I'm not sleeping well either.
I need my London friends here. I'm not strong enough to get through this on my own.
The pain is too much.
And I swear it's killing me inside. Organ by organ.
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