The confusion in her eyes says it all, she's lost control

So I'm freaking out.
Dont ask why, when or how, I'm just freaking out.
Not even, I just wanted to freak you out. I've had one hours sleep in the last twenty four hours. I feel really sick and I have just been throwing up. Now I'm in bed with two blankets and a jumper and I am burning up like hell. When I try taking off the jumper or a quilt I freeze. Can't get comfortable, can't sleep. I feel like someone has trampled my chest an every time I breathe in I get shooting pains down the left side of my body.
So I am freaking out, now that I really think about it this probably isn't good. I'll just breathe ad get through it. If I freak out it will be worse. All I can think is how much I hope this has gone away by tomorrow. If it ruins my weekend I will not be fucking happy. Not at all.
So fucking tired, but I can't sleep because I'm so fucking uncomfortable. I have to work tomorrow, which means being up at six am. It's not fucking fun. My stomach is fucking tying itself up in knots, I feel like absolute suit. Why now.