So, let’s start with a basic source of anxiety. Our food. I’m pondering this after having just thrown up, based on the look of it, breakfast, lunch, and an afternoon snack.
What caused me to get to this point? Was it something I ate? Perhaps it was that burger I had earlier? What kind of contamination was present, if that was the problem? (Reading this article is giving me no joy. I may or may not have dry mouth. Is it botulism?) I felt bloated this morning — perhaps I had some other kind of digestive problem. Colon blockage? Colitis? Cancer? (Note to self: don’t read online medical sites, especially when sick.)
Instead of the food, was it that coffee I had in the hotel room? Or that tap water. (You know, “Don’t drink the water.” Even in Milwaukee.)
About an hour ago, as I lay on the floor next to the toilet, I had more immediate concerns. Like was I ever going to stop puking? Is there anything left in my stomach? No, seriously, WTF! And things like “What if I fall asleep here & end up throwing up? Will I choke on my own vomit?”
But, as of right this second, I’m semi-vertical (in bed), wondering if I can even start thinking about putting anything in my stomach. (Since I haven’t eaten in, oh, 10 hours.) Or, even more importantly, wondering if it will come back.