You thought your first day was bad

I thought I might bring some levity to the group. Last week was my first day of class. I teach back to back writing classes. I started feeling a little unwell after the first class, but was convinced that I could power through. I started sweating profusely and then started feeling clammy. When the little vision I have started to narrow and go black, I sat down and put my head on the desk. I vaguely remember hearing one of the students say, “Maybe we should go get someone.” Then I passed out for about 5 minutes. My students told me that I was twitching and that my guide dog was poking me in my stomach with her nose. Next thing I remember was the security guard calling my name. I barely lifted my head and threw up on the desk. I didn’t plan on leaving on a stretcher, but there it is. I even apologized to the security guard for not being a teaching robot. I spent the entire afternoon in the ER and was diagnosed with dehydration and vertigo. In a weird way, the class has bonded over the incident. However, I don’t plan on repeating the performance.