I was looking after my grandchildren this evening. We were having fun. I had been shopping and was putting stuff away and there was a lot of commotion in my kitchen - a lot of daft fun as always when I look after the grandchildren.
I was perfectly fine. I'd had a great day, and even went for a run with my oldest grandson.
Then I started to eat my evening meal. It comes out of the blue with almost no warning at all. it's almost as if there is an air lock in my throat. I spent the best part of an hour being sick in the downstairs loo. I felt awful for the children.
Now I feel exhausted. No more feeling sick but am fed up of this happening.
it does not happen often, but when it does it completely incapacitates you. I would not wish this on my worst enemy.