Hello,
I am new here. I am a 34 year old mother of one child. She is my only child and I fear it's beacuse of my phobia to vomit. I have learned to accept this, as foolish as I feel about it.
My husband is extremely supportive of my phobia and has helped me on many ocassions.
I haven't vomited since I was 6 years old. Don't remember it. I became Emet shortly after my divorce from my first husband. Again, don't know why. He was never sick, I was never sick. Oh well...
It began with an avoidance of germs. Doesn't that sound funny? How could one totally avoid germs? AND - I'm an elementary Art Teacher!
I have briefly read some posts here and I am so amazed that there are people out there who live, think, act, and understand life the way I do. I feel like a prisoner. I really believe the Emet is sucking the life from me. I need to cope and find a way to do it fast because my daughter will begin Preschool-3 next year and she will be sick. It's a natural part of life. But to me - it's the nightmare that will come.
Just last week, she vomited in the back seat of the car while I driving home with her - at night - I coudn't see her well in the mirror - and it was on the highway. Of course this was the first time she has ever vomited I was pretty lucky these past 2 and a half years. I guess the Lord has ways of you overcoming your fear. But - I panicked, and hard. However, I refuse to let my daughter see it. I pulled the car over, took her out of her carseat, wiped her face off, made her blow her little nose and explained that I had to put her back in her seat until we got to her grandparent's house (which was about 15 minutes away). She was FINE. She was more upset that she was wet. Can you believe it? My heart was POUNDING in my chest. I ran several red lights and stop signs just to get home. What if I got into a car accident because of my phobia? That panic just added to my overall feeling of being a total idiot with this whole fear-thing.
I am currently taking 10mg of Paxil for GAD (General Anxiety Disorder), which was caused by this Emet. Perhaps I need a stronger med. I am making an appointment with my GP next week. There is a therapist next to his office. Perhaps I'll begin therapy for my Emet.
Sorry to go on and on. I feel like this is confession. I feel better letting this off my chest to people who will understand.
Phew.
Thanks for being out there.
I'll be talking with you all.
Nichole
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