Anticipating passing out

...And no, not because of a former good friend known as Old No. 7 or Mr. Daniel. No friends, I am still not 100%. All day I have felt as though I was getting ready to meet the pavement with my face. My tongue also feels swollen. Really odd... and even weirder, my senses just aren't very sharp. My sensory stuff seems dulled. Friday is only a day away, just like "Tomorrow." Funny, huh? I am trying to fight this off, but I fear I am on the short end of the stick.