Morning Sickness

OK, so here I am pluggin along with no real symptoms other then sore boobs (stop laughing I can hear you). They say I'd be tired but with my hyperthyroid disease but I'm exhausted all the time so I really can't tell.

But on my last day of work at the Wessex location on Friday Sept 14th, around 11 am I start to feel funny, almost like I needed to eat. But hell no I had no clue what was in store for me. As the day goes on I feel like shit and swear to god I'm going to barf! Oh yes morning sickness is here even if it's the afternoon!
They have my going away cake and party in the lunch room and I feel a lil better after eating cake covered in sugary sweet white icing and fat! But this only lasts about 30 mins. I go down stairs and I can't take it, I have to lie down. They cover me so I can go back upstairs to lie on the couch. I can't move & I feel like death warmed over and it's like the flu minus the aches. One of the girls says that I don't look good and I should go home. She gets someone to cover the department for me so I can go home, yeah great but I can't get off the couch! If I move I think I might see that cake I ate, as well as my breakfast and lunch!

My Pharmacist (Gertie) sees me lying on the couch and mouths the words "you're pregnant", in full denial I say out loud "I wish" cause I don't want work to know (especially since i got a latteral promotion from a low volume store to one of our top doors!) and it's helpful that everyone else at work has been sick the last week so I'm working that angle.

I finally get off the couch and make it home, I force myself to eat and lie on the couch till 11:30 pm at night only to move to my bed.

The next day I feel rough and my tummy hurts =(

Well like clock work a week later on the next Friday I get a repeat but this time it's not as bad, just a lil queasy, thank god as I really don't want to deal with going home sick my first week in my new store (Robson St.). This really does suck and I feel for anyone who ever had it bad.

Oh yeah and why won't my boobs stop hurting! This sucks! I'll pass on the growing boobs thanks, cause they are heavy and hurt! Pete has a totally different opinion on this but he can't even touch them without getting a smack, ohhhh poor baby! I really should kick his ass now while I still have the chance and apparently can still see my feet, ROFLMAO.

Oh the stories you women love to share and SCARE the shit out of the newbies!