Reflex

I had a bad gag reflex as a child. Anyone in my family could tell you that. It was bad, only surpassed by my cousin Jared, who had an absurdly bad reflex out of which he, unfortunately, did not much grow. We both improved, but mine got to a more normal and functional level for life than his. Nonetheless, I had gotten to be mostly normal in this reflex.

Now, however, I’m worse than even Jared was as a child. Brush my teeth. Gag. Rinse my mouth out. Gag. Drink non-nearly-freezing water. Gag. Cry for the stress. Gag. Finally relax and go use the bathroom. Gag. Wash my hands in Houston (meaning the cold water is not cold right now). Gag. Step into the sunlight. Gag. Continuously.

This absolutely sucks.

God, help release me from this nausea while keeping our baby safe and well, please. Keep my husband safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2024