Okay. Wow. That was the worst day of my life actually

So I started work at the fast food job from hell yesterday. The job itself was blegh of course. They put my on fry station with a woman who had no idea she was going to be training me. No one told me what to do or how to do it and was kinda just left to figure it out. That was evil and kinda stressful but if I got the hang of it I think I would've been fine. 

However.

The screen with the orders on it is legitimately two heads above my height, and the uniform has a hat so I can't see past the brim. I was constantly craning my neck up at a 90 degree angle just to see the orders. I think a normal person wouldn't have a problem doing this all day, but I have a severe vertigo and motion sickness problem I think is mostly due to being anemic. I was so so fucking sick yesterday oh my god. I couldn't drive home because my vision was distorting. I pulled over on the side of the road with my hazards on and puked my guts out in a ditch, I cried in my car because the pressure in my head was so intense I thought my eyes were going to pop out, and had to take some back roads home so I could drive 5mph and wouldn't have to worry about other cars. A 25 min drive home took almost an hour. I got home, and we didn't even have any cold water to shower with. Just boiling water straight from the tap on a 95F day. I ended up blacking out and woke up to multiple empty painkiller packages?? So my kidney is like completely gone I don't remember taking those. I cried some more and my skull felt pressurized. Regained conscientious with my eyes wide open, Daphne Descends by The Smashing Pumpkins on loop, and genuinely in a puddle of drool. I don't really know what happened but an hour and a half had past since my last coherent thought. 

A full 24 hours later and my head still hurts, and I still feel dizzy and nauseous. I'm very well hydrated, and have been really good at keeping up with my iron supplements and stuff that makes me not feel like I'm on a boat all day everyday.

So. I just did not show up for work today. I quit day one. I could have called in and been like 'hey. I feel like shit I quit because I was not built for this.' and they'd be like 'damn. that sucks.' and thay would be that. But honestly I overslept and woke up to three missed calls and decided that there was no use calling them now. I guess it would have been polite just to let them know why I quit, but I really don't think they'd even care. It's a fast food job people do that all the time. Sadly I am not people, and have been kinda wallowing in this all day. I feel like absolute shit just just ditching with no word, like it is rotting away at my obsessive compulsive rule following soul. But They Don't Care. I know this. Why do I feel so awful about it? This has little to no effect on them or on me.

What's worse is that somehow my brain is trying to make me feel like a stinky idiot baby quitter??? Like hello we were puking in a ditch yesterday I don't think you're just being dramatic about this. I think you really had a reason to quit day one. 

I don't know. I'm in hell. This was the only job that even officially interviewed me in five months. 

What do I do now?