thanks to the lovely little pill some people like to call Dramamine. I am pretty sure what they actually mean is "roofie" Oh my gosh. Four full days later and I am still loopie from it. And I hate it. It makes me think of the medicine they used to give us at the hospital...you know the ones, for my bipolar and all that shenanigans.
and yes, shenanigans is code for cray cray.
I have never, and I mean never, been car sick before. I actually usually read in the car. Which is why the mister gets annoyed because he tries to talk to me and I am all "uh huh. that's nice. uh huh. Leave me alone, I am invested in these people's lives!" ha For this trip we were in the mountains and the trees speeding by made my stomach my arch nemesis. Wiki stopped and got me Dramamine. I have never taken it and as I am examining it, I note that it has aspartame in it. My worst possible allergy. The only one that has ever put me into anypaphylactic shock and straight to the er, so after a little digging, I discovered it was a minute amount and with all my precautions with me if I did have a reaction, I decided to try my hand at one. Mistake my friends, mistake.
Fast forward an hour later and we are having lunch with my parents when I face plopped...mid meal. It was as if someone had stuck a needle in my neck and I was out for the count. I kept falling asleep and apparently... worst news ever, snored a little bit. Lessons Wiki should have learned by now: you cannot take me anywhere. We were going all around Harper's Ferry and I could barely enjoy it(and it was awesome, my inner nerd was lovin what I was coherent enough to take in) I then slept 15 hours that night and then another 13 the next night. Yesterday I took a 3 hour midday nap. I still feel all kinds of groggy.
So, I drew upon one conclusion...Dramamine works wonders to keep you from being nauseated due to the simple fact you are basically unconscious and no good to anyone. All Wiki kept saying was that it was a good thing I didn't take two. He would have had to throw me over his shoulder and cart me out of the restaurant. We were driving home yesterday and he asked if it was better at all and I told him that I could have laid right down in the middle of the road on the yellow line and slept like a baby. haha
So, this is me, hoping the weird nausea was a one time thing and will leave me alone. I have a 12 hour ride to Boston coming up and I have books to tear through.
And no, before you ask like some texts I got from people...there is no baby in my belly. Damnit. Nausea is so rude, coming to visit with no baby in tow.