Monday, September 1, 2008

blech

I have always suffered from motion sickness--as long as I can remember. My mom would always have me suck on a lemon, take dramamine, and clutch a barf bag on our airplane flights. I've noticed the sickness seems to get worse every year to the point when I get on a swing at the park I get dizzy and nauseous.
we went to crescent city, ca for one last mini trip before school. I think the road that took us to the coast was the curviest, gruesomely nauseating road I have ever been on. usually if I put my head out the window and get some fresh air I am ok. this particular road kicked my butt --even hours after we stopped driving I was still sick

1 comment:

Robin said...

That makes me sick just reading about it. It has gotten worse for me, too.