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Sunday, February 28, 2016
Another rough one
My Sunday morning began at 7:30 a.m. by getting up to stretch. After doing so, I then preceded to work my upper body using my weights. At 7:55 I then shaved before doing my ankle exercises. I then watched mass on t.v. At 9:00 I then went to the kitchen so as to have an egg sandwich. While I was eating, I had experienced an aura. My vision had blurred so my mother had helped me back to my bedroom. I then sat in my recliner to rest. At 10:20 I then was able to move about so as to brush my teeth. At 10:45 my father had helped me downstairs so as to take a shower. I then went back to my bedroom rest. I had spoke to a friend before eating lunch at noon. My mother had arrived home from mass. At 12:45 I then picked out a card for my grandmother at this point I had felt like vomiting do to the aura I had earlier. At 12:50 I was then back in bed. I had slept until 3:00 before going with my father to get a haircut. I then returned home at 4:00 soon calling it a day.
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