Felt like death

Of course I tried to sleep in as much as possible, but breakfast ends at ten o’clock, and I was hungry. But after that, I was stumbling through the day.
I think the highlight of the day was at the pool party; there was a transparent inflatable ball that you could climb into. Then you can roll around in the pool for awhile, although rolling doesn’t actually move you at all. No friction. It is really hard to stand up. Interestingly, I had to be told to get out. I wasn’t feeling bad or anything, but I was getting red. Since you only have the limited supply of air that you brought with you into the ball, oxygen deprivation is a risk.
I was also asked by a gentleman and his wife if I was bi-sexual. I think this is the first time I’ve ever been propositioned. It’s a nice feeling to be on the other end. (Oh, and the answer is “No.”)
Tonight was the resort’s 29th anniversary, so they made a big spread. They were really promoting the lobster bisque, but now that I know I’m allergic to it, I had to make do with the turkey and stuffing. And some Jerk Chicken.
At dinner, I was practically falling into my meal. I didn’t think I could make the party at nine o’clock, so I collapsed into a gazebo/bed near the main dining area. I didn’t feel much better after an hour nap, but it was enough to supplement half of a 5-hour energy shot (i.e. a 2.5 hour energy shot) to last me eight hours. With new found energy I went to the next party.
That ended at about three in the morning, and I spent the rest of the time lounging in a hot tub with friends. I spent a lot of time talking with my therapy friend who continued to give good pointers. I know now how better to act at parties, but it will be hard to be extrovertive enough. I need to put a lot of work into my social skills.
I better get to bed if I want to get up early enough to eat breakfast.