STARTED THIS DAY, AND WITHIN AN HOUR IT BECAME DAY # 12 FOR THROWING UP AND FEELING LIKE WARMED OVER DOG POOP. CALLED DOC AND DRUG MYSELF TO HER OFFICE.  I TALKED TO HER ABOUT MY TEETH,  MY NEWEST PRESCRIPTION DRUG, (STARTED END OF MARCH),  AND THE POSSIBILITY OF IT BEING THE FLU.  I DON'T KNOW WHY THIS EMBARASED ME SO, BUT SHE GAVE ME A NEW PRESCRIPTION FOR,  PHENERGEN, ( A  NO-MORE-PUKE MED )AND TOLD ME SHE THINKS IT IS ...STRESS!!..  I WANTED TO CRY... I WAS SO SHOCKED.  I'M THE STRONG ONE,  THE DECISION MAKER, THE SUPERVISOR THAT KEEPS OUR HOME RUNNING SMOOTHLY.  I CAN'T BE LETTING A LITTLE STRESS BE LAYING ME OUT LIKE A HELPLESS SLUG.  SO I GOT THE NEW MED, CAME HOME AND TOOK IT JUST KNOWING I WOULD THROW IT RIGHT BACK UP LIKE I HAVE BEEN DOING FOR 12 DAYS.  1 HOUR...NOTHING,   2HOURS...NOTHING,   3 HOURS...NOTHING  BY THIS TIME I WAS AGAIN IN SHOCK THAT I HADNT THROWM UP IN LIKE  4  HOURS.  SOOOO I GUESS OLD HARD ASS GLORIA HAS THE NERVES OF A FLEA WHEN IT COMES TO STRESS.  LOL  HAVEN'T BEEN OVERWHELMED WITH STRESS IN YEARS AND YEARS, AT LEAST NOT LIKE THIS.  IT IS NOW 3:AM AND THE ONLY THING I FEEL IS ...WONDERFUL.   GOTTA HIT THE SACK...TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY!!!