Hello all! It's been a while since I've been on the forum, I hope everyone is doing well.

I need some help/reassurance, but I have to warn that some of this story may be triggering. I don't mean for it to be and I tried to write it so most people could read it without it being triggering, but I also need help and there are some parts of the story I can't leave out. This may make it sound much scarier than it is... just a proceed with caution, as I would never want to be the reason anyone was upset/anxious!

I spent the morning at my boyfriend's house today. He lives about 45 minutes away from me, so I took the train to him and he drove to the nearest station to pick me up. Last night he went out drinking with his friends (he's 23 so it's legal, hehe) and he woke up much earlier than he was planning and then instead of eating something light or taking a shower to try to shake off the hangover he got right in the car and drove 20 minutes away to get me from the station. I got in the car and I noticed he didn't look right. I told him if he needed to get sick it was okay, just to do it away from me. That was when he told me that he had actually been sick before he got to the station because he was hungover and he had had too much to drink last night. The motion of being in the car didn't help him either. Then on the drive to his house he had to get sick again so he pulled over and I (surprisingly) stayed calm and rubbed his back and held his hand. He knows that I have emet but he doesn't really understand it fully, but he did tell me that if I had told him I was too nervous when he told me about the first time he got sick he would have tried his very best to wait until we got to his house and he could have kept it away from me. A sweet gesture, I thought. Anyway, I digress, we got to his house and while we were laying in bed he had me give him a back rub, which prompted him to get sick again over the edge of the bed into a barrel. This time I rubbed his back again and was there for him as much as I could be.

While this is a triumph for me in some ways, and he knows it and told me how proud he was and how grateful that I was there for him when he needed me, it is also causing me some irrational anxiety. What if he wasn't sick from the alcohol? I don't drink, do people get sick when they are hung over? If it was the hangover, can I catch that somehow? I just need some reassurance and you all are always so wonderful to me when I need help! Thank you so much in advance for reading this post!

Hoping for peace and wellness for all of you xx