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Nine felt like her body did not belong to her. It felt like her body just rebelled and now she could not stop the nausea swelling within her combined with the extreme hunger and weariness. She had not even been eating well and she was dropping weight fast. She could not focus at work and she could not even think straight.

When I wake up, it feels like my head is going to split open. I lift my head, blinking the sleep from my eyes and trying to get my bearings. My stomach is nauseous and I know it’s not just pregnancy symptoms. It almost feels like the ground is moving underneath me.

It can’t. I wait as minutes drag. Stuart finally steps down. I try the doors again—and the nausea slams back with more violence. I turn around and race to the nearest stall, and there I vomit everything: the wine, my lunch, and the little composure I had left. Afterward I sit on the closed lid, with my head in my hands. My belly feels tender and swollen. I rub it in slow circles. It’s been like this for days, queasy, full, almost . . . alive. I push the thought away.