So while Bill was in the shower and the kids were still asleep, I was in the other bathroom and I wacked my elbow really hard on the corner of the sink and while I was clutching my elbow and willing it to not hurt, I suddenly felt very warm and my face felt prickly and I the rest of the room began shrinking as a darkness invaded from all sides and I thought this feels just like the beginning of a faint, and while I've never actually fainted, I've almost fainted – once – while I was watching the vet spay a dog for the first time – but I didn't faint then and I didn't want to faint now, with Bill in the shower and the kids asleep – what if I hit my head on the sink or the edge of the tub? That wouldn't be good. So I hung on to the sink and willed myself not to faint, saying "you're fine, you're fine, you'refine, you'refine, you'refineyou'refineyou'refine" until I felt, well, fine enough to unlock the bathroom door and go sit in the living room, draped over a chair as sudden waves of nausea and a hot sweat broke over me. Julia came downstairs a moment or two later and climbed onto me and I hugged her until I felt like I could stand up again. I felt a bit shaky for a while, but now I'm fine.
I sincerely hope your morning started off better than mine did.