Hi everyone! I'm new, actually been reading here for about a month, but just joined today. I've had emet forever it seems like...lol. I think it really kicked in when I was around 16 but I had classic emet tendencies well before that. I just found out that this is a real phobia about 2 months ago and that really made me feel good, knowing I'm not crazy. It's funny because when I was younger and having a panic attacks due to n* and fear of v* my mother was not very supportive. She would threaten to slap me and yell at me trying to get me to calm down. Since I found it this is a REAL phobia and told her about all that I've learned she is sooooo much more supportive about it. It's like now that she knows I'm not the only person that acts like a weirdo when they feel sick that it is OK and she is so much better about it.


Monday night I went to dinner with some people from work. It was an Italian restuarant which I never eat at. I don't do well with Italian or Mexican. I thought I could get something that didn't have a red sauce and I would be OK. I had something with a lemon butter sauce. When I got it I found that it was cooked with LOTS of garlic. Garlic tends to give me heartburn but I ate it anyways hoping for the best. HA! I woke up Tuesday not feeling great but not really bad either. Made it all through Tues still feeling off but not too bad. Before bed I decided to take 1/4 of a Phenergan to combat any n* that could get worse while I was sleeping. I went to bed and one hour later woke up. I NEVER wake up in the middle of the night unless I have a cold or something. I couldn't figure out why I woke up. Then I moved. Wrong thing to do. I knew exactly why I woke up then. I was so n*. I layed there for a bit but it didn't get any better. I got up, went into the bathroom and put my hair up. I sat up the side of the bathtub next to the toliet waiting. It was horrible. I got panicky which of course didn't help. I was right there but fighting it all the way. I thought about just thinking it's OK and to let it come but I just couldn't do it. It was horrible. I was so mad because I took the Phenergan and felt more n* than I have in a LONG time. It is only the 2nd time I took it so I thought maybe that was the reason I felt so sick. Now I don't want to take them anymore and it seems there is nothing for me to take to combat the feeling of n* or getting sick.[img]smileys/smilies_03.gif[/img] I guess I just don't understand why I was so close to v* when I took an antiemetic. Makes no sense to me!


I got up this morning still not feeling great and feeling groggy from the Phenergan so I called in to work and slept till noon then went in. I felt like someone had kicked me in the ribs on the right side and it just kept getting worse as the day went on. Finally around 3:00 some of my co-workers talked me into going to the Dr. (where I washed my hands everytime he left the room...lol). It may be my gall bladder. My blood tests came back OK but they are sending me for an Ultrasound on Tuesday. He said if the Ultrasound looks good than it's just a very bad case of IBS. I think it's my gallbladder but then I'm not a Dr. But I do think I know my body and what is going on with it better than the Dr. does. The Dr. gave me pain pills for the pain in my side but of course I won't take them because of the possibility of n* or v*. He kept telling me to take them, not to suffer. Whatever. Obviously he doesn't understand emet!


[b]I still have this awful pain on the right side but the not real n* just stomach upset. I ate a big di