Threw up for the first time yesterday morning. Violently. Every muscle in my body was pushing down and/or out. I seriously couldn't breathe. It was awful. I was hanging on to the toilet at work, vomiting, thinking to myself, "I'm going to pass out, hit my head on the edge of the toilet, and die. I will have one of those pathetic, freak-accident deaths that you hear about every once in a while." When I was done, my ribs hurt and I was dizzy. But at least I was still conscious.
I threw up this morning, too, but it was much less painful. And I was still at home. Stupid morning sickness.
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