Sunday, May 29, 2011


I'm on the surviving end of having been pummelled by a stomach flu.  I seriously spent an entire day in bed, and I never spend entire days in bed.  This misery was aggravated by our gentleman being equally puke-faced, and we made a sad little pair.  There may have been self-pity involved.

gentleman with wrench

Thankfully I can now smell a calorie without dry-heaving, so we seem to be on the mend.
All of these unpleasantries have served to remind me how much I dislike being pregnant.  Mucho mucho.  I always forget how utterly debilitating my pregnancy nausea and malaise truly are.  But after yesterday I distinctly remember, spending all of one's energy trying to hold very still and not vomit for months on end....  so very ugh.  It almost gives me a panic attack to ponder it too much, because I know it is most likely in the cards for me again someday sooner than later.  Sometime, but not now.  For now I'm going to be doubly grateful for any level of functionality I am blessed with that allows me to get out of bed and actually do something, or think about something besides my GI system.  Blessings abound when you are given an opportunity to remember them.  So is that what this puke-fest was?  An opportunity?  Sheesh.


hairyshoefairy said...

Ugh. The very thought of all day long sickness makes me want to curl into the fetal position and cry. Mostly because I know it will be in my future again sooner or later. I'm sorry you're feeling like crap. I hope you're able to get at least a little rest this long weekend.

Brittany said...

That sounds so rotten. I hope you are on the mend by now, my goodness! PS- Have you found your rental yet?

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