Central Park perk...

perk after the non perked part!

Have I mentioned I've had a lot of "firsts" this week? First drive into NYC, first time confident in navigating the subway, first baseball game in the city, first time tripping up the subway, and first time puking at brunch? YUP. You read correctly. I've been continuing to take my Metformin and Tricor like a good girl. I've battled having episodes of nausea, but this was freaking ridiculous. I'm always paranoid that I'll get sick on trips like these. This was seriously something else. I took my meds before I left home with a handful of cheerios. I know they say not to take meds on an empty stomach, but trust me I get SERIOUSLY sick when I DO have food in my stomach an hour to half hour before I take these pills. I have to eat right after I take them, or so I thought.

Han wanted to go to this French Macaroon place in the Upper East Side. We got off the train and began walking and I was fine. On our climb up SEVERAL stair cases, I was towards the last hike when I BIFFED IT. I FELL UP THE STAIRS. UGH! I totally fell into this lady's bag as she was walking down them. Everyone stopped and asked if I was okay, and of course I was but I had to hurry and get up! Didn't want to just stand there and hold up stair traffic! It wasn't until we got to the store when I started feeling off. I took one step into that shop and immediately got nauseated from the sweet smells in there. It was sunny and hot but there was a nice breeze. I stood outside trying to stop myself from dry heaving in front of everyone on Madison Avenue. When the girls came back out, they noticed I was breathing funny. We went to a small cafe near, and they made me eat some bread and chug orange juice and a bottle of water. Nausea with these medications are no big surprise, this is something I've been dealing with for a while. I sat and drank my liquids and picked at the bread. Han and Hien both lectured me, and I really felt like they were too concerned. My regiment has nothing to do with me getting nauseous. The Metformin has funny ways of working. My blood sugar just dropped and started to make me dry heave. It's something I go through on a weekly basis with his crap. Whitney arrived, and we set out to find a place for brunch. We ordered our food, and it came.  Everything looked great, but me. I ate a few bites of my scrambled eggs, and couldn't force myself to swallow them. Something was definitely wrong. The girls just kept looking at me, and I said I just needed to digest. It felt like I had to burp from all the drinks I took in, but I wasn't sure. I quickly sat up in the middle of brunch and scurried downstairs to the bathroom. 

Let me tell you what. The girl who was in the bathroom just before I went in, was lucky she got out of my way in time. If she hadn't been out while I was running to get in, I totally would have puked all over the floor. I'm pretty fast. On my way down, I tied my hair back. I swung the bathroom door open, locked the bitched and kicked the toilet seat up with my foot. AND THEN IT HAPPENED. Mt. St. Thao blew. I puked about three times before it finally stopped. It was all orange juice and the water I drank. I took my medications about two to three hours before I yacked, so I knew it got into my system okay. When I was sure I was done, I cleaned myself up and headed back to the dining room. Who the hell can eat after throwing up?! I sure as hell can't. There it happened again. Another meal wasted. The girls picked at my food and I tried to eat some of it, but couldn't bring myself to finish it. I honestly can say I felt 110% better after I threw up! No lie!

After that whole fiasco, we left and decided to check out Central Park. I had no big shopping plans when I went to the city this time, so I was more interested in getting my exercise in. Hien and Whitney swear that I'm moving a lot faster and better in the city than I used to. It was nice to also hear the girls say that I shrunk a lot, yay! We walked around the park for about two hours. My favorite part of it was the Conservatory Gardens. There are three gardens in Central Park that are designed in different fashions. Italian, French and British. Each feature a fountain of some sort, and a lovely display of flowers. It was a great day! Han had to head back to Brooklyn, and so it was just the three of us. We went back to Chelsea and got our nails done. After we hit up some stores and grabbed sushi for dinner. It was FANTASTIC. Actually, I think my new favorite place for sushi in the city---it was that good! I had a bowl of miso soup and half of my sushi roll and shared the rest. Whitney had to also be getting home, but I was really happy she made time to see me. 

I don't think people realize how stressful city life is. The fact that you have to add in time for travel and navigation kind of sucks. I'm so spoiled by having a car. It's really easy for me to just hop in and go. Working in different industries there absorb a lot of your time, and at the end of the day when you just want to relax---you really can't! It is craziness! I was super happy that I got to spend the rest of the night with my sister. She's had a really busy month and I'm glad I was there to chop things up a bit. I'm always good for a laugh you know! One way or the other! :P