Perut Terasa Mual Setelah Makan Mga Nobela at Kwento

Again, my stomach rolled, and I dashed to the small bathroom and threw up. I vomited four times that day. I grabbed a towel and wiped my mouth off, feeling an acidic taste on my tongue. I leaned against the concrete wall of the toilet, feeling dizzy. I could not understand what was happening to me for the last few days. I had been feeling tired, sick, and dizzy.

I replied Suddenly, I felt the urge to throw up, and I had to run back to the bedroom to keep from doing it on the kitchen floor or sink. It was odd because I hadn't eaten anything that morning, and I didn't feel sick before. Could I have caught the flu or something? I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm the nausea. “Are you okay,” Mary asked as I came back into the kitchen. “Here, have a glass of water,” “I’m okay, I just feel a bit sick this morning,” I said as I took the glass of water from her. “You could be pregnant you know, have you thought about that?” Mary asked looking at me intently as she placed breakfast in front of me.

Two hours later I’m regretting the road trip as we stop for the fiftieth time so I can get some air. The nausea seems to take over anytime we get on the road and I’ve had to stop and throw up a few times already; seems my morning sickness likes to rear its head badly the second a vehicle is involved.

The feeling quickly intensified, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. I quickly sat up and rushed to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before I threw up everything I had eaten that morning. I felt miserable, my body shaking with each heave. After what felt like an eternity, I finally regained control of my stomach. I stumbled back to my room, feeling shocked and confused. I stared at the ceiling for a while, trying to process what had just happened. But before I could gather my thoughts, I heard a knock at the door. It was one of the maids, come to inform me that lunch was ready.

Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back.

So, she decided to enjoy her breakfast and savor every bite of it. However, as she was almost done with her breakfast, Mia started to feel nauseous again. She had been feeling this way for the past few days, and it was starting to worry her. She knew that something was not right, and she needed to find out what it was. Mia quickly ran to the bathroom to throw up. She felt weak and dizzy, and her stomach was churning. She knew that she needed to see a doctor and get some answers. She decided to go to the clinic that they had in the town.

“Don’t tell me you’re just tired from making love all night.” I smirked. “We did make love… But no, I’m not tired of that. If anything, I…” I stopped myself, blushing. “Well, I can’t explain it. This morning, I woke up feeling nauseous. Threw up three times. Then I got hungry, but I couldn’t keep anything down. It was like my stomach rejected everything.” “Sounds like food poisoning,” she said, but something about her tone sounded unconvincing. “Or… maybe…”

I woke up the next morning feeling really sick. My stomach felt like it was twisting itself into knots, and my mouth tasted weird, like something sour. I groaned, pushing the blankets off me, and rushed out of bed. My feet hit the cold floor, but I didn’t even care. I ran straight into the bathroom, dropping to my knees in front of the toilet just in time to throw up. It was awful. My throat burned, my eyes watered, and I felt like my whole body was shaking. After I was done, I sat back on the cool bathroom tiles, breathing hard. “So this is morning sickness,” I mumbled to myself. “Great.”

Maybe a few more days I'll be fine. **** As I continue serving the customers I feel a little light headed. And like I might throw up any moment. I quickly rush to the bathroom and immediately I start vomiting my breakfast. What's wrong with me, I worry. I haven't feeling like since I healed from my miscarriage. Now everything seems to be coming back again. Maybe I was not fully recovered, and now I'm overworking myself. But I need the money though, it's not like I have a choice. Feeling conflicted, I get up and to the basin. I start cleaning my mouth, still feeling nauseated.

I woke up to a wild churning of my stomach. I wasn't hungry, but something just wasn't alright with my belly. I recalled how I overfed myself the previous night. Could this be it? An instant surge of nausea hit me. My head spinned mildly, gradually increasing its intensity as the minutes rolled by. Stretching lazily, I stood up, and strolled to the bathroom, to empty my bowels. My legs felt heavy as I walked, like a heavy weight was placed on them.