Public settings where I have loudly thrown up or retched in the past few months, startling strangers:

1. Doctor’s office #1
2. Acupuncturist’s
3. Target
4. Church
5. Hospital waiting room
6. Doctor’s office #2
7. Chipotle parking lot

For all of these, I have actually made it to a bathroom stall to do the deed, for which I am grateful. Also grateful that none of these have happened yet at school. Pregnancy is full of lessons in humility, especially since I don’t look pregnant yet. To the Phoenix public, I’m just a random, high-volume retcher. I don’t know if a tendency to severe morning sickness is heritable, but my mom experienced such extreme nausea with me, for so many months, that she once apologized for her abundance of negative thoughts while I was in the womb.

The most embarrassing one was the acupuncturist, who specializes in high-risk pregnancy. I went to him once a week back in november and december, and there were always two or three other women there at the same time. After I came out of the bathroom he kindly patted my hand and told me not to worry– he had personally reassured all the other patients that nothing horrible was happening to me; it was just morning sickness. “They were encouraged,” he added. I guess the soothing music he plays in each room wasn’t sufficient to drown me out.