“I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.” - Robert McCloskeyAll day yesterday I dealt with an upset belly which I thought I was getting rid of. By night time it got worse which lead me to believe that probably I am suffering from some really bad heart burn as a side effect from all the vomiting and trying to keep something down all day. I spent my night curled in a ball holding my belly and trying to sleep. I got some sleep that was until I woke up to vomit again, took some of the pink death (pepto) and went back to sleep. I slept for about an hour with a little bit of relief before I had to throw up again. Finally I called it a night- I wasn’t going to get any more sleep at this rate no matter how hard I tried. Plus perhaps sitting up would make me feel better. I got a glass of water and chewed down a few Rolaids and here I am. I feel like hell. Husband isn’t too happy. He says I am “always” sick and there is “always” something wrong with me. Right. Well, if your nerves were taking a toll on your body you would always be sick as well. I don’t choose to be sick it’s not like I get any damn sympathy around here unless I am bed ridden. (Not that I want any sympathy just stay the hell away from me)Obviously I am a little annoyed right now. I know it seems horrible but Husband was supposed to go down to Waco today for business. I kind of wish he did so I could be sick without that tension between us. I am so sick of feeling like I have to tread lightly to keep the peace around here. I know he isn’t the enemy here and I know he is frustrated but damn it I am too. I am hoping tomorrow will be a better day. I hope everyone is well! ~Bright Blessings~Rea