B I L E

That’s Judy’s new word.  She says her breath TASTES like bile, smells like bile.  She “BARFS” bile.  And she just got mad at me and punched me because I accidentally burped. 

That’s it for now.

Bile…I  mean, bye.

IR

CAMPUS l.e.a.d.s. has just ended and life is settling back to normal…until we leave on Wednesday to go to Sacramento!  Israel is crying because he’s complaining that it’s HIS turn to write on the xanga…however, if you snooze, you loose, baby.  muahahahahaha!

All-day sickness is a drag.  The taste of bile in my mouth is heightening as the days go by.  I have no cravings whatsoever so I just don’t enjoy food anymore.    Bye, now.  Israel doesn’t want to write because he is still crying…

I think my “morning” sickness is more like “all day” sickness.    I barfed for the first time today…and Israel missed it!  I was hoping he’d be there to see to the fullest extend how much I’m suffering.  heh heh heh…  Just because I know you want more details, I barfed up Gatorade lemonade…now I’ll never be able to drink lemonade again.  What a bummer.

I can’t eat anything!!  It’s so depressing.  If I eat, I feel like I’ll barf.  If I don’t eat, though, I feel like I’ll faint (and barf).  And the weird thing is that I get hungry, even though I feel like I will barf most of the time.  SMELLS.  I have like this super-natural sensitivity to smells.  I smell anything, and I feel like I want to barf.  Do we see a pattern here?  Yes, that is correct…BARF is the key word to how I’m doing.  I can’t stand the smell of laundry detergent (I loved it before!), my shampoo and conditioner give me extreme nausea, I can’t cook anything lest I feel like…yep, you got it, BARF…ing, and at times I can’t even stand the smell of my very own husband!  Now that is got to hurt his feelings.  Does it?  ~~waiting for response~~ 
He doesn’t want to answer that.  (It’s a sensitive topic.) 

Okay, well, if all who read this could just remember to say a quick prayer that this would pass…it’d be much appreciated.  Other than the above, life is going swell.  Okay, toodles… -jr  

Judy went to the dr. today…it was like some “women’s clinic” right by her school.  Her principal and school board chair made her go there.  It ended up being some ghetto clinic place where they do abortions…

But they did another test and confirmed that we haven’t gone mad.

Anyone know of any secret medications for morning sickness?  Give us one that works and I’ll give you a million dollars.  I think that Jude is starting to get some of it…and it affects the whole family.