First time for everything

As Dr Grant said 'There's a first time for everything'.
Thursday had a lot of firsts for me indeed. It was the first time I didn't feel sick and found out otherwise. It was the first time someone had to take my blood pressure four times, twice on either arm because she thought 70/60 was too low. It was the first time I allowed someone to take my blood sample without someone else in the room to hold my hand. It was the first time I heard my blood get sucked up through a tube. I chose not to look even when the doctor said the needle is out. I was pretty sure that's what she said but for some reason it felt like 3 needles were still inside me. It was the first time I saw a big metal thing digging into my skin and it was the first time I had ever have to lie down for two hours while I wait for the IV fluid to finish dripping through a tube into that metal apaaratus that was still digging in my skin. It wasn't the first time that a doctor asked me to stay overnight at least for observation because she thinks I am well dehydrated and hypotensive. She wanted to put me through 4 more hours of IV fluid. I know she means well but I didn't feel that ill to be staying overnight in the hospital. Of course I found out I was probably wrong because when I got home I felt like I was going to faint many times. I knew it was only adrenaline that was keeping me on my feet in the hospital and when we stopped by the chippy for some food as I wasn't allowed to drink or eat anything all day in the hospital. I never felt so tired and dizzy and in pain in different areas of my body alternating every now and then. The surgical pain pack that the doctors prescribed me to take home really came in handy because the headache that hasn't left me for a week has finally worsen to its worst. How did she know I was going to be in pain?
For the first time that day as well, I could hardly swallow a tablet, and I had to take 5 before going to bed. I had always been very good taking oral medicines, one gulp per capsule in one second. But I just felt so weak I could hardly swallow a tablet.
I'm feeling a wee bit better today but still not well. I only eat because I know I can't take meds on an empty stomach. I don't really feel hungry, I just feel really really tired.