Bored and sick.

I am bored and I am sick. Argh. Yeah, the night before last I woke up at about 3 in the morning and felt like I was going to puke, so I went and woke up my parents, then I was talking to my dad in the bathroom and I got really super dizzy and I could only see like the outlines of stuff and I kept swaying back and forth, so I sat down on the edge of the tub, and when I stopped being dizzy and I could see again, I felt fine. I didn't eve have to puke anymore. It was weird. So yeah, since I was feeling normal the next day I went to Valley Fair with my cousin and her friend, then when we got back to my grandparents' house (where my cousin lives) it was FREEZING because they've always got the air conditioning on full blast. So I thought, "Oh, it's just the AC, that's why I'm so cold." even though I had put on this huge sweatshirt. Then my grandma was like "You're still cold? It's 78 degrees in here." Which isn't cold by my standards, and I'm standing there freezing my ass off and wearing a huge black polar fleece sweatshirt. What the hell? So after awhile I started to feel sorta feverish and stuff, then my mom came to pick me up and when I got home, I was still freezing and wearing the huge sweatshirt, even though we don't even have real air conditioning and it was about 95 degrees outside. So after awhile I took off the sweatshirt (even though I was cold) and I had this weird red patch of skin on my arm that my mom said looked like hives. Then I slept until 11am this morning, which is really late for me. So now I have to go to the docter, adios.