About an hour and a half ago I started barfing my brains out. I called my mom to see what the medicine she used to give me was for upset stomachs (it is Emetrol). The first thing she asked was “are your pregnant?” That never occurred to me! I really started to freak out. What if I was? P. and I have had sex at least once every day since the wedding. My period isn’t due for another few days. I called P. and told him. He thinks it is food poisoning. I ate a ham and cheese croissant for breakfast. He used the same ham to make a sandwich for lunch. He said the ham smelled and tasted funny. He buy a two pack of pregnancy tests. I took one – and it came out negative. But the box said to wait until the first day of your missed period. So here I lay in bed, barfing, and freaking out about being pregnant.

E.