yeah it sucked.
I think it happened for a number of reasons, not all of which I understand.
I know part of it was that I started training our two new highers today, and although I just got done telling our dad the day before that training is one of my favorite aspects of my job, I was (clearly) a bit nervous about it. And then just throw in your run-of-the-mill sickness that actually comes in the morning - and there you go.
I was feeling really crappy from the time I woke up, but I had felt worse on mornings before and hadn't lost my luggage. So as I was trying to get ready in the bathroom (half asleep because I have to get into work earlier on days that I train), I hit a point where I knew I needed to stop whatever I was doing. So I tell M to get me some water, he doesnt hear me so I just scream "WATER!" and collapse on the bed.
ok, time out - so I know that there are at least some of you that are reading this thinking "If she was feeling sick, why the hell did she leave the bathroom?" good question. That would be the exact question my oh so loving husband was hollering at me as I puked on the bed.
wish I could tell you what I was thinking, fact is, I wasn't.
I have to lend M some understanding though, because I know that when you see your spouse turing inside out you dont know what to do. So his yelling at me to "GET THE HELL INTO THE BATHROOM!" was him freaking out at the situation, something I'm sure I would do to if he puked on the bed....and was carrying my child...and if I had to clean up the aftermath - which he did, God bless 'im.
But, I can go on to tell you that after I saw exactly what color stomach acid really is (as I hadn't eaten anything by that point in the morning), that I got to work on time, had a great day training two bright new gals for our company, and felt fine the rest of the day.
So I told you I'd tell you when it happened and so I did.
(As I'm sure you all had a pool betting on just how long it would take me. We'll if you guessed 67 days in, lucky you.)
Awww! That's not exactly what I ment when I said I wanted to know how your husband was experiencing the pregnancy, but it works. And really, no sarcasm, nothing says "I love you" like cleaning up after someone throws up.
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