I woke up being all snotty again and sneezing everywhere (something that has been happening for weeks and I'm just about used to) but I felt grim in my belly as soon as I got out of bed.
We'd run out of milk yesterday and forgot to pick any more up so before taking Yorkie to work today all I had was a cup of black tea, knowing I'd be able to pick up some milk on the way home so I could have some breakfast before going to work myself this afternoon. The tea did not settle well without the milk. I used to always have my tea and coffee black...
Then, on the way to taking him to work, we had to call in at the petrol station as I was well into the red. Petrol stations make me gip at the moment so I was feeling even worse by the time I'd filled up and paid.
No more than 1 mile up the road from the petrol station I stared to get that feeling... you know the one. Stomach lurching, acid in your mouth... and I just KNEW I was going to be sick!
Poor Yorkie has not actually seen or heard me being sick since I've been pregnant, so when I had to slam on the brakes and pull over into a lay-by on the A6 he didn't really know what to do. I did! I dived out of the car and my cup of tea make it's second appearance of the day! When I got back into the car he was ready with tissues and gum! And the most worried and pained expression I've ever seen him with!
I felt so much better afterwards though, and now that I'm back home I have had some proper breakfast, and a cup of tea WITH milk and I feel fine again. A little tired and wishing I wasn't working this afternoon because all I want to do it go back to bed, but generally ok.