i was at my brother's wedding...in Michigan...and started throwing up...on the artificial grass in the lobby of the church between the sanctuary and the fellowship hall...just outside the restrooms...i was as green as my grass green dress......but i still had to drive...because my husband...and my cousin who was navigator for us...were both drunk...
fortunately for me, we...and my Dad and step-mom...were staying with my Dad's favorite brother and his wife (one of my two favorite aunts)...i was really sick in bed for a couple days...but Mark got time off because Aunt Mardel did most of the caregiving...didn't have to go to a doctor, though...
the rest of the family thought it was a sign that i might be pregnant (we'd been married less than a year)...no such luck...