I don't do being sick at all (and that is one of the things I am dreading about getting pregnant) - being sick makes me more sick.
I've just been sick on the drive home from my mum's tonight. I pulled in at a layby but didn't really want to get out of the car - it's pitch black on that road. I had a few deep breaths, felt better, and drove off. And then I was sick. It went all down my jeans and my t-shirt and over the steering wheel. I accidentally touched it on the way home. It made me want to be sick again.
Getting my t-shirt off was the worst.
I've cleaned the car now and hope the odour goes by the time I have to go anywhere. I've left the window open a little to let things air.
Now I'm sitting in bed, trying to convince myself I don't want to be sick again, and feeling sorry for myself.
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