Yesterday at work, we took our kids grocery shopping. The 'kids' I work with are about 20 years old and it's sort of a group living situation. It's a fun experience for them because they like to get out of the house and socialize in the community. So we pile in the car and are on our way.
I have NEVER had an issue with motion sickness/car sickness/ random bouts of barfing until this child was concieved. Needless to say, I get a bit queasy in the car now. Got to the store fine; kids were great, got our shopping done. I picked up a few things for myself that looked good at the moment; a bag of cherries, lemon yogurt, pepperjack cheese cubes & cream cheese jalapeno poppers. For some reason I picked up an empty cardboard box thinking, "This might be good to have with me incase I have an issue in the car on the way back..."
Anyway, we finish getting what we need and head back to the group home via the pretty backroads. Here's your mental picture: my coworker (who has 2 kids) driving, one of the kids in the front seat. I'm sitting in the back seat and the other kid is next to me. Box in my lap, empty bag in the box ready for the 'unexpected.'
I start to feel that telltale "oh shit" feeling in my gut and grab my stomach. The kid next to me says, "It's ok, Mabecca, I got you." My coworker starts laughing because she knows where this is about to go. I start coughing and trying to hold back the inevitable. The kid next to me starts crying AND laughing, then starts coughing. The kid in the front seat turns around, sees what's going on, and starts coughing too. My coworker can't stop laughing at the situation. So there we are, driving down the road, laughing and gagging, puking and coughing and I think, "Oh god, everyone in this damn car is going to be covered with each others puke." The thought only triggers more puke and more laughter. Then I realize I peed on myself. Fantastic.
That was a fun call to make to my husband..."I puked in the car and I peed on myself, can you bring me some clean clothes?" And that he did. 2 options, incase I didn't like what he picked out. What a guy.
So today is a new day, and I'm amazed typing this didn't trigger another trip to the toilet. Hope you all enjoyed laughing at me...I'm sure I'll join you in a year or so.
ok... i never peed myself while preggers until the night my water broke and i thought i peed myself and then made sophie's grandma smell my pants in the middle of the night to determine whether said liquid was in fact pee or amniotic fluid. 19 hours later, little mini me arrived, so i guess it was not pee
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