blackmoral

I almost died last night. Something broke down in my stomach and I started vomiting blood, then when I stopped my body temperature raised so high it almost fried my brain. It was so high that I couldn't see anything, everything was white and I had to crawl through the entire apartment to the kitchen, bumping off furniture to get the fever killer shot (kinda like insulin shots, you know, DIY) and had to inject myself without being able to see what I was doing. Fortunately I didn't miss shot the shot and collapsed. A couple of hours later I regained enough strength to call an ambulance. The doctor said that it's unbelievable that I didn't get any brain damage because the temperature was so high that half a degree more (centigrade) would kill me. That's what I call a fucked up evening.
And another thing comes to my mind... I shouldn't fucking live alone, next time I may not be so lucky.