Not in good shape...

Tried to pass out when I got out of my shower this morning, and have spent the time since in a haze of room tilts, nausea, cold chills and head-pain. Jake picked me up and poured liquids and food into me, then put me in bed, so I'm feeling a little better now. The weight I've lost and the general lack of oomph in what I'm forced to eat now mean changing my eating behavior in general, and I haven't quite gotten the knack of it. So much for my plans for the day...