yesterday was bad.
it was the first time i woke up sooo sick in the middle of the night that i thought 'there is no way i am going to make it to work today'...
i layed in b3d for hours just feeling feverish and pukey and achey,
but in the end i forced meself to get up out of bed and go in.
then i sat at my desk all day trying not to puke in my bin.
my lovely colleagues kept asking me if i needed to be there (answer yes) and telling me i looked ghostly white (i am sure that i did as i felt it)
i am at week 8
its when i heard it gets bad
and to stop feeling so spaced i'm only taking half an anti-d on work nights...