What is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity. It doesn't make the nausea attacks less bad, but it's making them a bit less frequent.
Every little bit helps.
It feels good and yummy and snuggly to cuddle Thorfinn and I love our times curled up in my warm watterbed chatting about nothing at all. Really value them. And just to mock my words, the nausea is here with a vengance tonight. I hate it. It wrecks me.