Hubs cooked me a breakfast this morning. While I loved the bacon, eggs, toast with vegimite – I could barely eat the sausages. Even now, over an hour later, they are sitting uneasily in my stomach. Like when you have a tummy bug on the way, you know you’re going to barf, you just don’t know when. Deep joy.
- I am also peeing like Sea Biscuit, or Horse Biscuit as I said yesterday morning, to much hilarity.
- I am also forgetting things, like the PIN for my cards and words.
- I am also burping a lot.
- I am also tired in the evenings.
So, all in all, I don’t feel any different, perfectly normal in fact.