But, once the concert started I began to feel overheated...I started to sweat, I had to sit down, I fanned myself and finally had to order some water.
Am I just getting old? Or was it the onset of some sort of illness?
I probably seemed like really lame company because I wasn't up dancing. I was swaying a little in my seat with my eyes closed and I knew 96% of the songs so I was singing softly along. But I didn't want to be there..The noise, the lights, the extremely hot temperature. It was too much for me, I couldn't wait to get home. But I wanted to be there so badly, I looked forward to it for months. I was so disappointed in my body.
When I got home my head was pounding and I was so nauseous and I made myself fall right to sleep. It was a migraine...bad timing!
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