The saga of the sick...

Yes, almost 22 weeks gone and still being sick. Twice this week and counting, and that's not mentioning the constant nausea.
The first sick incident was over the curry pot hubby left on the worktop overnight. The smell was enough to set me off.
The second was a bolt of out the blue - feeling fine, driving home, oh my God, kind of a moment which was not too pleasant.
Basically I had to hold the sick in my mouth -pray no more was coming - and get parked before I could do what I had to do.
I was quite impressed at my driving while sicking skills however - and it sure beats the projectile on the plane incident of a few weeks back.
So yes, the sick is still there, but I'm coping better.