Hello, I am Lori, 35 years old and live in Rhode Island.
I have been an emetophobe for as long as I can remember. In fact, I only remember v* 4 times in all my life (3 I recall eating stuff that upset my stomach and once as an adult when I had a procedure and was given too much anesthesia).
I was anorexic for 12 years which at first was due to weight issues, but as I started putting pounds back on, I felt sick a lot. I recall my emetophobia really taking hold then and I became afraid to eat for fear of getting sick. I always thought that the less food in my stomach, the less that would come up. I have had endoscopies, colonoscopy, was tested for celiac disease, lactose intolerance, etc. Only conclusion is I have IBS and LPR (acid reflux attacking my throat).
As I now have recently been diagnosed with anxiety/panic attacks, my emet is consuming my every waking moment (especially this time of year) and I deal with chronic n* - NOT a good combination.
I have had a few s*v* in the last few years, but with only n* and d*.
Unfortunately, my husband had it yesterday with it all - n*, d* and (worst of all) v*. I packed a bag and stayed next door with my parents. I got home today and with plastic gloves disinfected my apartment. I still don't feel like it is enough and I am in absolute dread of whether I will catch it. I am OCD with washing/sanitizing my hands (especially before I eat). I found CVS has foaming hand sanitizer with the "special" ingredients to kill norovirus. I bought 6 bottles and 3 packages of Wet Ones.
Now, my husband acts like nothing ever happened (he even went to Wendy's today!) and expects me to just "get over it". He doesn't understand how something (v*) which doesn't bother him is so petrifying to me.
I've been lurking on this site for a week now and am so glad and relieved to see so many others who feel the same.