I totally fainted at the hair salon today. They were really nice and two of the stylists actually carried me back to the spa area to lie down. A nice man walked me to the car. I didn't remember it...
Apparently I couldn't remember my name and my hairstylist had to go to the lobby and call for my sister.
I don't know what's wrong with me. The doctors don't really know either. I wonder what it is, as it happens all the time. :(
And my mom's kind of worried so now she's making me eat more, even though that's not really the issue. I feel super fat, I don't want to gain weight. :/ But.... if a lady my height can carry me... I can't be that big, right? I was called "tiny". That makes me feel better.