Lauren was sick for her own engagement party! Jesse stayed home and held her hair while she threw up. I guess the festivities went on, even though there was a blizzard outside and no guests of honor. I heard Fat Linda bars were on the scene; I should have driven there just for those.
I have been sick before and it is no fun. Especially when there is puking involved. Did I ever mention I puked for nine months straight? Pretty much from the time of conception to the day of birth, I threw up. I threw up in the morning and the afternoon and night. I threw up before eating, during eating, and after eating. I threw up in the shower, because for some reason the water made me gag.
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| ...and then the puking stopped |
I remember telling my obstetrician, who soon became my ex-obstetrician, that I needed time off from work because I couldn't stop throwing up. She said that I would have to cope and that she even had a patient who was a hairdresser, and she rolled a fluid dispensing IV cart around the salon with her, as she washed and cut hair. Seriously, wtf. If my hairdresser came up to me being trailed by an IV, I would be very uncomfortable and not really want her to cut my hair.
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