My fiance is SO GREAT with my emet. She's known about it since our relationship was just a seedling. She's the first person in my life who actually tries to understand it instead of saying "Why don't you just get over it?"

Case in point. A few months ago we ate out and I had a turkey burger. While eating it, I suddenly got the feeling that it was undercooked. It wasn't and I don't know WHY I felt that way, but I did. I didn't say anything about it to her and continued eating, forcing myself to believe that it was fine.

Later I was on this site trying to get help for my emet panic and she saw me on the site. She said "Why don't you just tell me when you are having an emet freak out? I'm not going to call you crazy, I'm not your parents."

So ever since then I have been able to talk to her. The first time she ever v*ed in our apartment together, she immediately cleaned the place afterward to hospital standards. Recently (like yesterday) she v*ed twice when I was out of the house, she actually waited until I left to do it too! I was amazed. She's not contageous, it's a side effect of getting off the meds she is on, but man...she's just the greatest! I never thought I'd find someone like her.