Dinner 4pm: Felt queasy, used chest beads.
6pm: feeling very queasy, trying all pressure points.
10pm: Extreme nausea
12 midnight: Vomited tea, biscuits, club orange. Wonderful.
7.30am: Woke up, feeling nauseous. What a suprise
9am: Go up and vomited, mostly froth. Who knew?
10.30am: Nausea, building to extreme, then fading over next hour.
3.15pm: Vomited waffles. Nice.
7pm: Vomited fish fingers and grapes. Not exactly Joel Robuchon.
9.30pm: Vomit – Club Orange/bile
12.30am: Vomit. Watery bile.
9.30am: Vomit – watery froth
10.40pm: Vomit tea and minstrels (Sour). For fuck sake.
9.15am: Vomit. Watery froth (sour)
9pm: Vomit-cake. Sounds like a punk band
10.30pm-12am: Nausea. Ugh.
9.30am: Vomit. Watery froth
2.15pm: Vomit – soup. Nice.
6.30pm: Vomit brown bread
9.20pm: Vomit – cake
10.05: Vomit – bile
11.15: Vomit – liquid
12.30: Vomit – bile
9.30am: Vomit – bile
4.30pm: BAAAAADD indigestion
5.30pm: Vomit – food
5.45pm: Vomit – bile
9pm: Vomit – food
12.30am: Vomit – liquid
1.30m: Vomit – bile
Pregnancy diary or Chris Martin’s soul?