-"*wretch* I can't stop! *wrech* See?? *wretch*"
-"This pregnancy thing is for the birds!"
-"It's not fair to puke while you're brushing your teeth because you have to start over! "
-"Do you think I would wreck the car if I'm too busy puking to drive?"
-*coming out of an impromptu shower with the most pitiful look on her face* "Vomit splashed back on me"
-"This nausea is ridiculously constant, can't I even just feel better for a minute??"
-"Pause the movie, I have to pee...and maybe vomit"
My poor wife is SO sick. She was barely vertical all day and already called in for tomorrow. I can't imagine how she's going to survive another 6 weeks of this. I wish there was something I could do for her but nothing seems to work. We've tried, saltines, S.ea Ban.ds, ginger ale, crystalized ginger, popsicles, eating every 2 hours, eating bland things, eating sour things, eating dairy, eating during the night, eating before even sitting up in the morning, nothing makes a difference. She was so pitiful and sad today she cried as she wretched into her constant companion, the "puke bucket" for about the bazillionth time. OK blogland, any suggestions? And don't say "meditate because it's all a state of mind" or "if you had a better attitude it wouldn't be so bad". I won't repeat the response those little bits of wisdom got from my miserable, green gilled wife.