I like to think of myself as a rough & tough old country boy. I'm not, but that's the image I have in my head. And I have a terrible time with throwing up, or anyone else throwing up where I can see it or even hear it. I can handle blood, spit, & baby's nastiest bms, but throwing up is like an instant on switch for me and it only takes me a fraction of a second to join in the regurgitating party.
When my oldest son was 5 (he's now 24) his stomach was upset late one night so he came into our bedroom. He passed the bathroom outside his room, passed the kitchen sink, and missed the bathroom that was next to our bedroom. He even missed the front door which would have lead him into the wonderful open range of Wyoming. Anyway, he stood beside my bed and I finally got the light on as he said, "I'm sick." And then he proceeded to barf all over me in bed!
Instantly I joined him in the regurgitating party! My dear wife has always had to deal with he kids throwing up … when they do I am just plain done…
A few months later my son came back into our bedroom and my wife woke up, shook me awake and warned me that he was there. I flew down the hallway into the Wyoming night and was saved from another regurgitating party!
Hope you start to feel better soon!!
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 Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow”. Mary Anne Radmacher
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