I haven't been this sick ever

Yesterday morning we went to the panto (just D & me). We arrived just as it started and socialised a bit at the end.

D and I both have a history in performing. He majored in drama and acted/ directed from high school and through his 4-year B. Journ. I danced for 13 years - ballet, spanish and modern and performed in the PE Youth Ballet.

So we love that live theatre thing. There is NOTHING like that feel of anticipation and butterflies before the show and then doing your thing with audience feedback.

Hmm, maybe that's why I love speaking so much. Same type of thing.

Anyway, my friend, Eve, performed for a living and she actually performed in two of the pantos over the last couple of years.

Do you know what?

She voluntarily left that type of work to take a more stable office job so that she could do the infertility treatments and have a baby. Okay, now she has twin boys but still! Yesterday I realised what a sacrifice it must have been.

Eve, if you're reading, you are a ROCK star!!!


While we were doing the babies' food and baths, I started feeling a little queasy so the minute we put them down, I went to lie down and read.

Fell asleep for about an hour and woke feeling really hot.

I went to the loo and called for D to bring me a bucket.

For once, he did it immediately and I vomited.

In twelve hours I vomited about 10 times.

It was terrible. I hate vomiting and have only vomited three times in the last 10 years, once in prep for surgery and the second time, 5 years ago after eating bad salmon. The third was the day I had the babies. That was a quick one.

I'm probably melodramatic but I honestly just wanted to die. I hate that feeling of being out of control and really, waking from sleep to vomit is the pits!

On the bright side, I got it all in the bucket every time. It's the small things...

Today I've had a glass of water. After an hour it remained in me so I had an orange (all I could stomach).

And now I have diarrhoea.

Not the most pleasant thing in the world but I'll take it over vomiting any day.

So D is taking Connor to church and Kendra will stay with me (and hopefully, behave).

Wish me well!

How was your Saturday?

P.S. I still don't know what the cause is.