So last night I had just turned the light out and was snuggling down into the bed and all of a sudden a wave of nausea came over me. The overwhelming kind. The kind where you can lie there and just breathe and hope it will pass but you know it won't so I got up and made my way to my bathroom and knelt and puked. I mean, just do it. Get it over with. You can lie there and debate the matter with the gods and insist that there is NO REASON this could possibly be happening but really, that's just a waste of time and once you puke, you're usually fine which I was but while I was still in the kneeling position, sort of evaluating the situation, the seat fell and smacked me right above the nose and it hurt like hell and I thought, "Well. Really?"
But yes, really. The toilet seats in this house do have a tendency to want to go back to the lady-sitting position which has never bothered me before except when I was cleaning the toilets but I now realize why this is a very, very bad thing in a toilet seat.
Take note and pay attention next time you buy a new toilet.
Anyway, I sat there a second more, a bit baffled and shocked and then I got up and gargled and went into Mr. Moon's bathroom where he was brushing his teeth in preparation for bed.
"I'm having a sort of hard time," I told him. He looked at me and the cut over my nose was now bleeding and there was also another tiny cut over my lip (that sucker really hit me hard) and I explained what had happened which sounded completely absurd- I had to puke and then the toilet seat fell and hit my face- and he Poor-Baby-ed-Me and he got me an ice bag and I went to bed and slept okay but my stomach still feels a little queasy this morning and I look like someone punched me although not too hard. My nose isn't horribly swollen and I don't have black eyes or anything and I can breathe fine.
I'm beginning to wonder if Owen didn't have something besides Strep because he puked one night too and yes, I know that Strep can bring on the pukes but I was feeling so puny last week and now this.
It's Monday and I'm getting the boys for a few hours this afternoon and I need to go pick up my natural hormone replacement stuff and maybe take Mr. Moon out to the car rental place and pick up my boys and so I have to pull it together here. I'm sipping a smoothie and waiting to see what's going to happen.
This is the beginning of my birthday month and I'm really not happy with the way it's going so far.
I will say though, that while I was in the midst of the puking and getting smacked down by a toilet seat last night I was very grateful that I'd recently scrubbed the toilets. Really. I was literally thinking, "Such nice white porcelain." So there is that.
Much love...Ms. Moon