Life Abroad

You guys, I'm sick. I mean physically (although everything else is up for debate). But seriously. There's something wrong with me. Last night I had the most excruciatingly painful headache. I've never experienced anything like it my life. I was literally writhing in pain. So, I went out in search of the first aid box, hoping to find, I donno, a BRAIN surgeon. I found a whole stack of medicine, in every single language BUT English. There was one mysterious looking box that someone had written "very strong pain killer!" on (avec exclamation mark). Right, that's what I'm after, come to mama. Now, I'm an extremely irresponsible medicine taker. I don't know why. I'm always a bit sceptical of their dosage recommendations and I often double them, sometimes triple. Last night, I doubled. My god, was that EVER the worst decision of my life. Whoever wrote "very strong painkiller!" on that box was NOT kidding around. For a while I didn't think they were working, and then BAM, it hit me. I dropped my phone onto my face, my whole body felt numb and I got these horrific waves of nauseau that were exacerbated by the motion of the boat, I felt like I was completely drunk, or stoned senseless, you know when the whole world is just spinning and you're on the verge of being sick? And the bloody headache was still there. It was nightmarish. One good thing DID come of it though, I couldn't sleep and spent from 1am, until now, trying to distract myself from the nausea and pain by planning the world's most epic bachelorette party for my friend. I was in this bizarre drug-induced state of falling asleep, then suddenly waking, heart racing, ideas running wild in my head. It must have been the drugs, but I came up with an idea so genius I still can't quite believe it. I even emailed people to make enquiries, set up a Facebook group and made "to do" lists. She's going to absolutely love it, and I LOVE being a bridesmaid. I also planned my week in Kenya before the tour starts, I was being so organised I almost booked my overnight train from Nairobi to Mombasa, but then I thought that might be jumping the gun, just a little. I found some amazing things to do and places to stay and have already started planning a return trip. I'm in love with the place and I haven't even got there yet. I still feel like a bit of a zombie, a nauseous, vommity, headachey, sleep-deprived zombie, but a creative and very efficient, inspired one at that. I even had a crack at planning my future. I know. I think I might need to spend the day in bed. I'm completely shattered. Owwch my tummy, I HATE those pills.