Poor Love was extremely sick yesterday. I was out at the post office and the supermarket picking up dinner when he got home after work. He proceeded to vomit pretty much non-stop for the next two hours. It was awful. Finally, around 7:30pm he finished being sick and pretty much passed out in bed and slept for about three hours.
Around 10:30pm, he woke up groggy and confused and completely unaware it was so late. He had a banana, some water and went back to bed for the night.
Today, his ribs are sore from all the vomiting and he’s worn out. Well, of course! He made it through the whole day at work though, so that’s good. He just got a really bad, true vertigo attack on the way home yesterday. (True vertigo in that it’s not just one of his silent migraines, but rather the whole room spinning/feel like you’re moving even with your eyes closed type events.) He’s only had a few of those ever and yesterday was probably the sickest I’ve seen him get from one.
It was weird because it was like he lost a big chunk of Tuesday. When I got home, he was already throwing up and I helped him get into bed and that was about it. Besides helping him while he was sick, I just left him be once he was asleep, so it was like I didn’t really see him or talk to him yesterday at all.
Yesterday was not fun. It’s hard to see him so miserable but hopefully, this was just a weird fluke event. Obviously, it scared him and he’s nervous of getting that sick again but I keep telling him to try to relax and just not panic or stress about it. Easier said then done, I know.