Rolling off the couch and knowing that I couldn't crawl to the bathroom fast enough so I had to make a choice between throwing up in DH's ug boot or DS's wagon. Went with the wagon.
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Rolling off the couch and knowing that I couldn't crawl to the bathroom fast enough so I had to make a choice between throwing up in DH's ug boot or DS's wagon. Went with the wagon.
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Not me, but a lady on the train. Very crowded Friday afternoon, she threw up on herself, took her jacket off and put it over her front. I thought she was drunk being a Friday afternoon & all. This happened around 1998/1999. It occured to me when I was pg with DD, that she was more likely pg. How slow & stupid was I lol! The worst thing was, everyone sitting near her just ignored her.
I threw up in the garden at DS's kindy. That was the tenth time that day. & I'd had an injection of maxalon to stop it.
Not ms exactly, but when I was in labour with DS, I had the urge to use the toilet. Unfortunately I had the urge to vomit at the same time. I couldn't turn around quick enough. Poor DH had to clean that one up.
Joeve: I cry everytime I vomit. You're not alone.
This is gold.
I work in a tertiary institution and a few weeks ago I was throwing up in the bathroom and having the students waiting in line asking if I was okay, but kind of sniggering too. They most likely thought that I was hung over.
I have thrown up in many a gutter, rubbish bin and those small bushes that they plant on the sides of footpaths in the city.
Omigosh! How could i forget this one... Another story reminded me..
When i was around 20ish weeks with DD me and DP started fooling around. Because of a really bad gag reflex due to severe morning sickness there was something we couldn't do.... *ahem* *cough*so we waited until i was fully over it or so we thought.... Oh ill mention we had spag bol for dinner.... anywho half way through he got a tad excited shoved my head down and yep hit that gag reflex and i covered him in my dinner!!!!!!!
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It didnt stop there i proceeded to spend the whole night in the toilet vomiting and crying. Usually he shares our war stories in the bedroom with his mates but i begged him not to breathe a word and he said he was more worried *i* would tell people!
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