Do you have an epiphany moment?

[xmooneyxonex]

So today I'm not doing so good. It started out just fine, then my fiance was stranded at the San Francisco airport due to his flight being cancelled, (we live in Sacramento, CA so only two hours away). So I up and left to go pick him up and we were going to spend the day there. Well, about 45 minutes into the drive I felt sick. Like, I need to turn around and go home or pull over NOW sick. I was terrified. Luckily I made it to SF just fine, but he had to drive us back and we didn't spend the day there. (which was okay with him, he was super tired from his trip and is now on hour 4 of being almost comatose out on the bed lol.) But we had to turn around, because of this phobia. I cried over it. I've been fighting the n* since about 12:30. I took a phenergan a half hour ago and it subsided.

Now let me back track for a second. On Tuesday I have a regular nanny gig for a 19 month old and a 4 year old. The 19 month old (let's call him R) was up the entire night before with a sv*. So the mom stayed home since she was exhausted, while I took care of the 4 year old (lets call him J) About an hour into our play time, J said "I don't feel well I'm going to lay down." I started to panic. A few hours later J was in the bathroom with his mom and I'm out in the hallway trying to keep it together and go get towels, change of clothes, help out as much as I can without showing my fear or worse V* myself. (I didn't yay) R was only v* if he over nursed at this point, which weirdly, baby spit up has no affect on me whatsoever. But I soon broke down crying and told the mom about my phobia, she was really sweet and supportive and suggested I try acupuncture or learn transcendental meditation.

These two events, are the reason I'm on this website, which I actually signed up for a while ago, I was just scared to go on. I have to do something. I don't want to be standing at the alter at my wedding, and the only thing I'm thinking about is trying not v* when I should be happy. These two events in this past week has lead me to look for more info on emetophobia. Are there any events in your life where you had stop and say, "I have a problem, I need this fixed." No matter how small I would love to hear them. I like knowing I'm not alone.

[andee]

Hello and welcome!! Yes, I had a very serious moment, not so much that I realized I need help, I've been in and out of therapy for a long time now, but one where I realized this fear often cripples me. My mom passed away of cancer 10 years ago, and I couldn't even be at her bedside at the last moments because I was afraid she would get sick. I felt guilty for a LONG time...but I finally thought that my mom knew me and she would never be mad at me for that.
Also, I am a medical assistant and phlebotomist, but had to give up my medical jobs also because of the fear of people getting sick. I LOVE medicine, except for that one aspect, but cannot do what I love. It really sucks...wish I had advice for you. I just try to take a day at a time...very hard though. Hang in there.

[Mamafear]

Hi, I'm Donna, it's great to have you here. This phobia sucks huh! For me it was when all four of our children had Norovirus at once that I realized I had a problem and it was just after we had seven SVs through our home in three months that I finally collapsed mentally. I feel lucky to have got emet so much later in life than most people do. You asked an interesting question!. Xh

[bakogirl]

I know exactly what you mean. I was so scared to get married and think what if something happens at the alter or scared to go on honeymoon. Well I got married and I can't say I completely survived. I was 6 months pregnant on my wedding day. My dress I had altered to lace up in the back. I grew more than expected so my dress was uncomfortable, I wish I had gone with the umpire flowing dress but I fell in love with the one I wore. I survived the ceremony and part of the reception. I didnt eat all day so I wouldn't get bloated, my wedding was at 5. I barely ate any if the food because I could barely wear my dress I got like 2 bites of cake. We did the toast and shortly after I felt really really nauseated and the baby could barely move. I started to panic and had to have my dress untied and had my cousin rush me home. I was so scared all the way home. I didnt want to V and I certainly didnt want to on my dress. I got in the door and my cousin pulled my dress off. I was so sweaty and I just sat on my chair in my undies and bra while the baby was thrashing around all over the place because he could finally move. I didnt get sick was the best part. But my husband was mad because our car was decorated and he had to drive home with the best man. I thought it was funny but he didnt. Plus my cousin threw all our food away, we all went to my cousins and had to go get Taco Bell for about 50 people.

[jennjt]

I think I had a series of "moments" that led to me seeking help and also joining this site. The first was when I got my first ever sv in Oct 2011; then my daughter v* in my bed a few months later; then my best friend passed away in Jan of 2012. The weekend after her memorial, I had my first panic attack in years. It was very bad when I was younger (7 yrs- middle school) then went away for several years. I was still super anxious around anything v* but wasn't as much of a germaphobe during those days, and it didn't affect every waking thought. The panic attacks came back with a vengeance in Jan 2012 and they have JUST come back to a manageable level over the past few months. I sooooo appreciate the relative freedom I have felt recently after over a year of panic . Spring has helped tremendously, as well!!

[bakogirl]

I know exactly how you feel jennit. I've been emet for as long as I can remember. I was kinda ok for awhile. I would always freak out when my kids would complain about their stomach. But I got way worse when my mom passed away in 2009. I think I joined this group right after because she was my support and I no longer had her. Only 2 other people knew I had it. Not even my husband. Eventually he saw me full fledge and thought I was a nutcase. He's still not use to it and gives me crap about it. Thankfully I found an emet friend so if I feel extremely bad I can text her because she knows how I feel and she makes me feel better.