In January 2001 I was about 14 weeks pregnant and in and out of the hospital constantly for Hyperemesis Gravidarum (which is a rare form of very severe morning sickness). My husband was deployed to Japan and I lived alone about 800 miles away from anyone I knew, so it was definitely the worst time of my entire life. When my Grandma called and offered to let me go to Disney World with her I couldn't resist, regardless of the fact that I was surviving off IV fluids at the time LOL.
So anyway, I got up sick as ever, and drove 11 straight hours to Florida. As soon as we got to Disney World it was like an instant cure! For the first time in 2 months I was able to function and wasn't throwing up every 5 minutes. I was a little queasy at time, but for the most part doing great.
But then on the last day of the trip the Disney magic must have worn off. Right before I got in my car to drive back to North Carolina I stopped in the All Star Music food court for some breakfast (really far away from the nearest bathroom). Halfway through breakfast my illness returned and I started throwing up. I had to use all my strength to keep my mouth shut to keep from letting it all come out all over me. I ran full speed to the rest room and didn't have time to be picky about the stall and threw up like crazy. It was SOOO gross and awful.
And of course, then I drove 11 hours back home, and returned to my normal routine of being in and out of the hospital for IV's for the next several months. UGH.
So anyway, I got up sick as ever, and drove 11 straight hours to Florida. As soon as we got to Disney World it was like an instant cure! For the first time in 2 months I was able to function and wasn't throwing up every 5 minutes. I was a little queasy at time, but for the most part doing great.
But then on the last day of the trip the Disney magic must have worn off. Right before I got in my car to drive back to North Carolina I stopped in the All Star Music food court for some breakfast (really far away from the nearest bathroom). Halfway through breakfast my illness returned and I started throwing up. I had to use all my strength to keep my mouth shut to keep from letting it all come out all over me. I ran full speed to the rest room and didn't have time to be picky about the stall and threw up like crazy. It was SOOO gross and awful.
And of course, then I drove 11 hours back home, and returned to my normal routine of being in and out of the hospital for IV's for the next several months. UGH.