Hi guys,
I know a while back I said I'd keep an emetophobia recovery diary and I'm sorry that I didn't keep up with this.
Today however, something happened which was completely unbelievable XD I was with my therapist in the waiting room of the hospital (long story), and this elderly lady sort of shuffles in. She looks like she's suffering from something, and obviously it crosses my mind 'What if she vomits?' (because that's just how we think). A few seconds later, she says 'I'm going to be sick' twice. Now, I'm sat about one and a half meters from this woman. I don't panic. There's a bathroom a few meters down the room and I praaaay that she makes it on time. She does. I hear her retching and gagging and vomiting, because they leave the door open. My heart was racing a little, and my throat constricted, but I didn't panic. My therapist looks at me like.... :O XD and we both get the giggles because it's so incredibly unlikely and therefore somehow hilarious. In the end we get up and leave because it was time to go anyway.
I'm not sure what the moral of the story here is. I guess just... stick at it. There's a light at the end of the tunnel. A year ago I would have FLED from that room (though admittedly I didn't have much choice since they lock you in unless a receptionist lets you out). I would not have been able to listen to loud retching about 4 meters away from me. But I did, and I LAUGHED (quietly. Not at the woman, I feel bad for her!)
I'm not cured or anything, I'm still afraid of vomit and vomiting, but I feel like I'm on the right road now Thanks for reading xxx