Hangover? or Diabetes?

twas the middle of the night, and all through the apartment, not a creature was stirring, not even--wait, scratch that. what was going on? the bed was rattling, the comforter flailing along with my arms and legs. was this an exorcism? i've known myself to do this before, and i suppose maybe this is why people get prescribed for restless leg syndrome... but this would be like, restless EVERYTHING syndrome. if you need someone to vouch for me, ask my mother--she said when i roll over in my sleep (we shared a bed over the course of our roadtrip in May), it was like i would literally use my legs to LAUNCH myself into the air, then SMACK down on my other side. (sorry, future husband...) well, for the first few days or so of living in this new place, sleeping in this new bed, i've slept like a baby, waking up up in the same relaxed position i fell asleep in. last night and the night before? not the case.

i don't know what's up... i didn't change anything, i always stretch before bed and put my fan on and i literally have an entire 15 minute wind down routine, so it baffles me what changed.

not to mention, i woke up in the middle of the night sick to my stomach like nobody's business.

and this morning, when my alarm went off, the strangest thing happened. everything was so bright.... "turn off the sun...." and my stomach was still nauseous, and my mouth was dry, and i felt kinda shaky. all my muscles felt funny... not sore, just... weird. was i hungover?

let me clarify now, NO, i was not hungover. i've actually never experienced a hangover for myself, but it sure seemed to feel like what people describe as a bad hangover.

i still feel terrible. here are my symptoms:

• extreme thirst
• shaky
• sick to my stomach
• tired like i haven't slept for days (and i've been averaging 7-9 hours of sleep a night)
• muscles tightness/soreness
• mild headache
  

what's scary is that looks a lot like the key symptoms my brother felt before he was diagnosed with diabetes... i would be so upset if i found out i was diabetic. when i was this close to taking control and fixing my body, that i was too late to save my pancreas. i really hope this isn't the case.

it also sounds like what one person described to me when they were warning me about going vegetarian. they warned that your muscles needs the animal fat to act as lubrication for your muscles and joints to recover as you tear them (after all, that's what you're doing as you work out). great.

i also received an email from my friend sarah who was very simple yet severe with me about the fact that the sudden eating of meat, followed by this splurge of greasy food (just remembering makes me want to vomit...) it probably what sprung the sickness and constipation. she's probably right.

finally, i know i'm dehydrated. i ran out of bottled water two days ago and have been drinking far less when i'm at home, but my sweet roomie picked up a brita filter for me at walmart last night, so hope prevails. i just need some gatorade..... i'm too nauseous to dare to eat anything.

so now i feel stuck, and i'm not sure where to go from here.