Tammy Jane:I’m speaking in code here. Our new Day is gonna be a cute one.
Comments:
Jade Clark:What did you do???
Kerry Winsor:WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!?!
Dale Garrett:Is anyone else confused?
My day continuedto be normal. No one broke down my door for information. No one gave me a second look.
I’d never seen a secret be revealed in Strawberry Springs that didn’t blow up the entire town. I wasn’t sure what kind of magic Dean had, but whatever it was, it worked.
I should have been feeling pure relief. I wanted to be, actually. But instead, there was an uneasiness in my stomach that grew as the day went on.
Was it from the town knowing? I had no idea. Was it guilt that Dean was inevitably dealing with everything while I had a peaceful day? Whatever it was, it refused to go away.
By the afternoon, I was worried that I was going to throw up at any given moment. I kept thinking about Mollie when she was pregnant and how often she got sick. Had I not made it out of pregnancy without morning sickness after all?
A quick Google search told me that while it was rare, morning sickness could develop in the second trimester. Was I seriously this cursed? That the very second I told people I was pregnant it would suddenly become extremely obvious because I’d be throwing up all the time?
It would be my luck.
I needed to tell Dean, but I could see the steady stream of people going in and out of the apartment he was working on. He had been doing it all for me, answering all of these questions and dealing with townspeople he didn’t even like. I didn’t want to worry him more than I had to.
I did, however, have a friend who had been through this. And it was time that I reached out.
I feel like I could throw up. This is awful. I’m so sorry you had this.
Mollie
All of a sudden?
Yeah. It’s rare but possible.
Keep hydrated and take things slow.
What do I do if I throw up?
It feels like it could happen at any moment.
Once or twice isn’t bad. Henry could help if it doesn’t stop. Or your OB-GYN, but I’m guessing that’s far away. You just don’t need to get dehydrated.
I’m sure this’ll pass.
Hopefully.
I needed it to. The last thing I wanted was to be sick while Dean was staying with me. I didn’t want anyone to see me while I was sick, but especially not him. He’d play nice, but no one wanted to deal with someone while they were throwing up.
Whenever I did get sick, I always tried to handle it myself. Being around Brooke, who never helped anyway, forced me to have to fend for myself. She was always the center of attention, and it was worse when someone else needed care. I was fine to melt into the shadows.
I wanted to do that today and pretend I was fine.
I wasn’t getting any better. I’d had a few customers come in, but the shop had been mostly slow. So instead of suffering further, I decided to flip the sign and go home. Hopefully, I could sleep this off.
The house was quiet and I went straight to my room to lay down. My stomach turned, but I ignored it and closed my eyes, hoping sleep would make this better.
I was able to get a little bit of rest, but I never truly felt okay. Eventually, my stomach started to cramp and there was no more resting. I sat up and fought my own body for far too long. Then I heard sounds from the living room.