Ugh - or Yuck!

I have a weak stomach. And I have a terrible gag reflex.
This is not a “fun” thing; it’s just something I cannot help. If a doctor needs to use a “stick” to check my throat, I gag. I mean really gag. But the stick is nothing compared to the smells. Certain smells just make me sick to my stomach.
Somehow – I don’t know how – but somehow, I’ve been able to handle changing dirty diapers without totally losing it.
Years ago, when my oldest child was only six months old, we were attending a convention at Disney World. Since she was our only child and easy to travel with as an infant, we took her with us.
One night, after a pleasant day of sight-seeing and other activities, we decided to retire early. I was in my nightgown and was giving Tiffany her bottle. When I held her to burp her, she did more than burp. She threw up – all over her and all over me.
Well, like I said, I have a very weak stomach. After Tiffany threw up all over me, I just couldn’t help it: I gagged and gagged - and then threw up all over both of us also!
Try not to visualize this, okay?