Six thirty this morning was the exact moment my body realized it had a strange set of cells in it, these set of cells wanted me to throw up apparently. They haven't been successful...yet. Though it's bad enough that I can't even day dream about going back to bed. I feel like I am going to lose every single meal I ate yesterday and some I didn't very, very, very shortly.
My mother always told me that throughout her pregnancies' with me and my elder sister (who was given up for adoption)felt terribly ill but never actually threw up I can only hope this marvelous anti throw up thing passed on to me. I really hope it does, cause if there is one thing I've learnt in my years is how much I don not like being sick, I used to avoid drinking so I didn't throw up. And this feeling I am having right now is like that of 'Oh my god, I'm about to throw up,' except generally when I feel that I throw up straight after. That bit hasn't happened yet, will I feel better if it does?
Next thing, when we go food shopping I'm going to get gingerbeer and crackers apparently that helps...
MrsHolly
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