Post Jet Lag

Hello!

So I have now been in Orlando 3 days and today happens to be check in, so another blog about that later.

In this blog I'm going to talk about how much Jet-Lag sucks.

Thursday: So once we got of our NZ-LA flight Amy and I were feeling a little bit light headed and dizzy at times. We got through it and jumped on our next flight. Once we arrived in Orlando at 6:20am, we stayed up as long as we possibly could, and to aid that we walked to Walmart.

When we got back Amy had a nap and then when she awoke she was feeling better. I however was not. I persisted through and thought maybe once I sleep this symptom will leave my body.

Nope. I was wrong.

Friday: So today the girls and I all went shopping, and boy did we shop a storm. Around lunch time my symptoms returned and I just keep going with the girls. We eventually left the shopping to come back to our hotel around 3:30pm. I was feeling even worse then, I began to get really nauseous and feel like crap. I had the nap today but when I woke up I still felt the same. My symptoms had not changed. The girls and I all went out to dinner at 7pm, and I left not long after (I didn't even eat my burger, but the girls brought it home for me) and went to bed.

I heard Amy come in and I was lying there when we read a post regarding a dinner on the facebook page, we went to see the girls and they asked how I was doing and I told them not any better. After about 5 minutes I came back to the room and had a little breakdown. I wanted to talk to mum but she wasn't online and I eventually got my brother to get a hold of her for me. After speaking to her I tried to sleep, but had another very restless night.

Saturday: So it's check in day, lovely. I feel like death. Just what I need. As I'm lying in bed, I still have the urge to vomit. Around 4am I merge to my bathroom and sit down and wait. After a while I'm like okay, I'll get my pillow and I can lie down, so I walk back out, grab my pillow, walk back into the bathroom and badabing badaboom, I am sick.

After I finish, I get up have some water and brush my teeth and come and lie back in bed, feeling a tad better. I can only hope now that I have been sick, I am well enough for check in.

5:27am: I am lying there when I get this feeling in my tummy as if I am hungry but I realise that it isn't hunger. I'm going to be sick again. I run the the bathroom and make it just in time. I really hope that everything is out of my system now. It was big. Once again I cried and shook like a leaf. I hope I didn't wake Amy up. :/

Times like this make me really miss home and mum being there to look after me when I'm this sick.

So until later on today or tomorrow.
Stay Magical
xx