I slept for two days and two night. Then the headaches and nausea set in. I spent one night and half (of) the next day praying to the porcelain god. When I started to convulse from side to side, my mouth seized up, and my hands stopped functioning/working, I knew it was time to go in.

I slept for two days and one night. Then I started getting headaches and nausea. I spent one night and half the next day hugging the toilet. When I started to toss from side to side, my mouth cramped up, and my hands stopped responding, it became clear that I needed to go/get to the/a hospital.