When’s the last time you were truly nauseous?
It’s a horrible feeling – all the worse because it’s usually a low-level, dull sense of unease and volatility.
I experienced nausea today for the first time in months, and – as it always does – it feels like the end of the world. No amount of having nausea before really prepares you for it. You instantly regret not being grateful for all those waking hours you spent upright, steady, and free of this ghastly mental/physical chaos.
And then the nausea breaks.
You feel free, if a bit unsteady. Your body works! You can eat and drink and do all the other things you need to do. You take a few ginger steps toward getting back on track. And – if you’re like me – you experience some moments of profound gratitude that it’s over.
Isn’t it interesting how little it takes to be happy? To be relieved of a sense of nausea is sometimes enough.
Hold on to the memory of these moments of profound gratitude for basic health.