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Friday, August 16, 2002

Oh I feel like hell this morning. Woke up at 3am and needed to throw up. Did so. Then did so again 15 minutes later, and again an hour later. But I had a critical meeting at 9am and couldn't just stay home.

All of that is miserable, but then there's another issue. I don't throw up often. In fact, the last time was 3 years ago when we were moving out of Sacramento. And it turned out I was pregnant. So, of course, Rick's mind immediately leapt to this possibility. I thought, no way, I was on the road, and I didn't have sex with Kevin, and besides, Rick has had not one, but two vasectomies. Not possible.

But then again, I never throw up. And vasectomies are only 99.9% effective as we've proven before. So now I feel not only miserable and worn out from losing two hours of sleep to vomiting, but also terribly anxious about what it all could mean.

It's an odd sensation to catch yourself praying you have food poisoning.


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