*sniff* I wish I had been able to come on for a little support but at the same time I am proud that I handled myself quite well.
I have not been sick now in at least 10 years now. I still can't figure out what it was that I ate or drank that made me so sick.

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I woke up around 3:30 feeling horrid. I hadn't been feeling well the latter day. In the back of my mind I KNEW it was going to happen. Fortunatly there wasn't anything in my stomach except a dry waffle I ate when I came home after work and a Smirnoff Ice my husband had bought.
Anyways I stood in the bathroom shaky, sweaty/clammy, salivating and not being able to swallow. Then it happened. I had the toothpaste set up beside me, a glass of water and the tissues.
I did it alone, I did it without freaking out AND I went to work the following day.

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My husband even asked me if I wanted him to stay home with me and I told him he should go to work. I turned down comfort and went on with my day,
It was a downfall for me that it happened but I think I realized that it isn't SO SO bad. My biggest fear now is THAT happeneing away from home.