This fear is just ruining my life. Even with my medication. It takes the edge off. But it just never goes away. I never get a break. I have been craving a burrito for like 2 weeks now. So tonight I went to this Mexican place and got me one. After I overstuffed myself I started thinking about how the food was prepared and all kinds of junk. I got my son a cheese enchilada which he's been asking for all week but I don't know how to make that kind of food. But he took like 2 nibbles and said he wasn't hungry. He's only had a few snacks today. And it kinda sounds like he's getting a cold. But I sat there and stared at him trying to see any other signs of illness. We had his birthday party Saturday at a arcade and I'm starting to freak out thinking he might have picked something up from there. This is horrible. I feel so trapped. Living like this is so miserable. I can't live a normal life because my life revolves around everyone's stomachs.
Ugh!!!!!!!!!!!