Trully folks, I am about in tears knowing that this site exist! Thank you for this site! I always thought I was alone. I've been an emet for over 32 years. I hate this phobia. It consumes me but I also have long repreves from it. But I am at my worst from October - April and then in the mid summer. Strange, huh?
No one, not even my wife knows how long it has been since I last V*. But we have been married 17 years and it has never happened....as of yet.I know I must be due!
Let me put it this way. Ronald Reagan was in office the last time it happened. But my phobia forbids me to give a date or an exact year. Cleary you see It has been years and I have had my share of sv* and dodged the bullet. I am a strong Dramamine user but only when I feel the threat is there. I do not take it daily. I can not say if that is why I have not...or if it is the blessing of the emet suffer. All I know is I hate the phobia...love the record I hold and if I was offered eternal health..wealth...if I was required to only v* once...I'd have to pass it up!
I know it's sick...twisted and wrong...or is it? People fear water, snakes, spiders and people understand...but you say you are a v*phobe and you are a fool, a "nut-case", etc.
Oddly enough...my daughter was very ill with the sv* back in Feb of this year. The one time my wife was no there. I was alone and she had a lot of chunder to spew!
Only 7 and a bit of a phobe herself she managed to v* without me being in there and flushed the toilet and would go back to bed and I would bring her a cool rag and then I'd sit with her telling how sorry I am for being such a coward!
Then on the last round of v* she had...SHE missed and someone had to clean it up! I offered her the chance to do it herself...she declined..promply! With a mask...rubber gloves..bleach spray...I entered the "hall of death" and cleaned the spill. To my surprise I was not in great horror. I got the job done and then went on a three day phobic attack that I would come down with the sv*. This was the one and only time on record that I did not get it. I was amazed. It was a well deserved victory in my opinion..but alas..here it is...November and every kid in school and co worker at my office and my wife's job are all talking about the sv* that is going around. Needless to say I am in a mental fetal postion shaking in fear that THIS could be the time that my number is up.
The only good thing is..that after a few weeks pass and nothing has happened, the kids go unscaved and no one around me is or has been ill. I go about normal life.
Thanks...I've always wanted to tell my story.....
My name is John...and I am...an emetophobic.