Last night

I had a slight, slight attack.
I experienced a lack of oxygen in my brain. (I don't how else to describe) I tried to yawn, I wanted to yawn, but I couldn't. I thought I was going to black-out. I still feel breathless now.
Of course I got a little scared.
Hesitated to call someone, then I finally relented.
I call Rui and asked her to come over to accompany me for the night.

I'm so sorry to be bothering her time and again.
The night passed by noisily, Typhoon 21 came in our direction.
Windows rattled, doors banging.
I think I slept from 2-3am to around 5-6am.
Slight improvement.

It is most depressing to be afraid of sleeping. To not be able inhale enough air.

Ichiro called in the morning. No work as the Typhoon has caused all commuting transportations to stop.
Then he called in afternoon to say it was ok, but later suggested that I had better stay at home for the rest of the day.
So here I am.
My toilet was flooded again. But it stopped when rain stopped.
My bicycle is still parked at the ferry terminal. I wonder if it's ok.
Rui's bicycle was crushed, Probably the winds blew it down and a car ran over it.
I'm so sorry, and she came last night straight from a MAF party, so her window was actually left opened. I think her tatami is drenched. I think I'm causing a lot of trouble for everyone. I can't say anything else but sorry.

I'm so angry at myself. Why did I get so sick...