"Jesus arm-wrestling Christ, man." Juno breathed, blinking several times to see if the dizziness went away. Trouble was, when she closed her eyes it felt worse, and she sort-of saw little blinking white lights at the corners of her eyes to boot. At this point, she wasn't shy about holding onto Cecilia even if it still bothered her and probably would keep doing so for the rest of her days. Hey remember that one time someone had to almost carry you from A to B? She could already hear it.
Her groin still hurt like a motherfucker when she tried to take a step forward, and her knee wasn't exactly kosher either, but Juno managed to drag that one foot across the floor, put her weight on Cecilia, and then drag the other. On and on for what felt like a painful, embarrassing eternity until she had one hand on the toilet seat and was able to turn around some and sit down. "Fuck. I kinda wanna lean my head back, but I kinda don't at the same time. It's throbbing."