Last night was horrible. Where should I start. Ok. I've been constipated for like a week and I continue to eat non-stop - cuz of the freaking holidays. Anyway, so I wasn't feeling that well to begin with. We went to the grocery store last night to get groceries for Christmas dinner. As soon as we get there and get our cart we see this girl laying on the floor on her side with a bunch of people around her and someone is holding her head. I knew this wasn't good, but it's like a car accident, you have to see it. So as we walk by, I look and much to my horror and dismay I see the worst thing imaginable. SOmeone has grabbed a bunch of paper towels and someone else is holding her head and she is v**ing. It was so disgusting. I cannot get the picture out of my mind. What was her problem? I mean it's not like she was sick - cuz why wouldn't she be in the bathroom and have someone holding her head. But it just disturbed me. I, of course, was in a panic most of the night. I took 2 phenergran and I was still panicky. Ususally those pills knock me out. Nope, not me. I just could feel every tumble of my stomach and it terrified me. I knew, logically, that my stomach distress was due to the fact I haven't had a bowel movement in days. There was no reasoning with myself last night. Utter panic. I felt like an idiot. I had just told my husband that my emet was getting worse and he was upset with me that I was taking a step back. I didn't want to dissapoint him with my panic attack. I just couldn't get that nasty image out of my mind. I can't heas down this road. I can't.