I felt a stab of pain and slowly massaged my temples,closing my eyes to shut out the unwelcome light entering the room as my roommate roughly threw open the window.The sweet smell of lemon entered the room,a favorite fragrance of mine ever since I was a little girl.But it was impossible to enjoy it now,not with all the anxiety I was going through.
"It's not going to help you,if you sit here feeling sorry for yourself.You have no one else to blame other than yourself for this mess".she rebuked me.I cringed ot her words,sinking deeper into my blanket.She was right.I
couldn't blame anyone but myself.I felt a gush of air hit my back as she pulled the blanket."Get up and get
ready for class in 15minutes or you"re going to be late again'"she yelled.I sighed and got out of bed.But even before I could reach the bathroom door,I felt a familiar cramp in my lower abdomen.Simultaneously , I felt
ABOUT OF NAUSEA BEING WORSE IN THE MORNINGS.eVERY morning I woke up with the the same nauseating feeling,which lasted till late afternoon.By then I would be too drained to do anything other than sleep.
At first I thought I had caught the flu which everyone seemed to catch at the hospital.B ut rather
than getting better my ..............
