Starting to get more rational about this!
Tonight I suddenly came down with d* and n* out of nowhere, which is exactly what happened when my husband had noro 2 weeks ago. Obviously I wasn't thrilled with the idea of having it and got a bit worried, but the first thought that crept into my head was 'oh good, my husband is home so he can look after the baby if I'm really sick. I'll feel better by morning and then I can stop worrying about catching noro this year!'
I drank a bunch of water and then breastfed her just in case I was too sick to do it later but now my stomach is feeling better and it might just be something I ate. But I think the treatment I've been doing is helping me get more realistic and less catastrophic about the idea of being s*.
Maybe by next noro season I won't be worried at all because i'll be cured!! Although I heard it takes anywhere from 6 months to 2 years to cure something like emet if you put your everything into it. Maybe I'll be closer to the 6 month mark as I'm not as bad as some and don't have a ton of other issues to work on.
"If there must be trouble let it be in my day, that my child may have peace."- Thomas Paine