So I wake up this morning, ready to puke, again. I am so sick of waiting up sick! For the last few weeks every morning I am sick and can't hold anything down. Then later in the day, it goes away and I am really hungry. Please don't tell me again that it sounds like morning sickness because I am well aware of this. To the best of my knowledge, I'm not pregnant. I went to the nurse at work a week ago and the test came up negative. (Yes, Selo was with me and No, we weren't upset about the possibility of me being pregnant because we plan on having children and no, we weren't too crushed it was negative because that gives us a little more time to prepare for our first baby.) While I was at the nurse I weighed myself. A whopping 101 lbs. So DUH of course I am sick, there isn't enough of me to go around inside this pathetic body of mine. So I lifted all of my eating restrictions that were put in place to help me get healthier (No eating after work at 11pm; no cake, candy, or cookies; ect) and I have been eating whatever whenever. I have felt a lot better in the last week because I know I have been putting some weight back on. And then today happened. I wake up, sick, all over again. Needless to say, I am not happy. I hate being sick, and I hate feeling sick. I hate it enterferring with my life, my work, and my list of things to do today. I am going to keep trying to gain weight (110 would be a blessing), and I will be going back to the nurse today. (Only to weigh myself though, I won't be testing again till next week.) Ugh, right now, I am going to make another miserable trip to the bathroom, and when I am finished, I'm going to lay down before work.
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