A few years ago was my first episode. I was so scared when it was all over I burst into tears in front of my dad (I was around 28 at the time). I got the cramps, the sweats, the passing out (bruised the right hand side of my face when I assume my head hit the vanity) and the diarrhea. 

 

Today I had round two. I recognized it and tried to put my head between my knees while on the toilet but I still blacked out briefly. Next thing I remember was my dog barking. It’s been an hour since my latest trip to hell and I’m still nauseous and freezing. 

 

I can’t afford a handful of tests (wonderful insurance here basically means paying out of pocket until you reach 3k). 

 

So terrified of the whole ordeal though.