I've been so sick that I've barely eaten anything for days aside from the odd cracker/breadstick.
Woke up this morning and to my surprise I felt ok and realised I was actually even feeling hungry for a change! I was craving scrambled egg on toast, which DH dutifully set about making for me. I was excited to eat something that actually tastes of something and maybe, hopefully enjoy it for the first time in ages but when he put it in front of me I realised he'd buttered the toast.
I haven't been able to taste, smell, even look at anything with butter without wretching for weeks and DH knows this but must have forgotten. Anyway, I snapped at him and now I feel terrible.
So now I'm crying, partly because I feel guilty for being horrible to DH and if I'm honest, a little bit because of my toast related disappointment. I'm also now back to feeling sick again and feel like I've missed my brief window of opportunity to eat something and actually keep it down.
Someone hand me a massive grip or give me a kick up the arse please? I'm getting so annoyed with myself for not being able to just get on with it. I'm also due back in work tomorrow after a few days off so I need to pull myself together but everything just seems so difficult at the moment.