***Consider Yourself Warned***
There I was sitting on the pot, sicker than a dog.
My husband gently rubbing my back.
"Awgh Kel, I'm so sorry your sick".
"Your throwing up again?" He asks.
How do I say this without being too graphic.....
It wasn't pretty, let's leave it at that (your welcome).
As I'm throwing up for about the tenth time in 30 minutes he gets up and walks
I'm thinking it must be too much for him.......
He'll never look at me the same.
Our marriage is over.
But wait........I hear something.........
Is that the microwave???
Are you freakin kiddin me?
I guess a woman can never get in between a man and his food.