Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Grocery Shopping - Like a Horror Movie
What should take 30 minutes now takes an hour and a half thanks to my super-sensitive sense of smell. Going grocery shopping was something that meant I got an hour away from my (wonderful) family to do my best to use every coupon I owned. However, now it all has changed.
The first time I went grocery shopping after getting hit with the inevitable morning sickness, I made Phil and Vivienne come with me. I spent a good amount of time unwrapping more lollipops and candy to keep my mouth busy so I wouldn’t gag the whole time. I did a lot of pointing gestures to Phil and closed mouth, clenched teeth speaking in order to get what I needed. As soon as we turned down the meat isle, I about lost it.
Phil asked me this morning to try and go to the store today. Vivienne is in a summer camp program this week, which gives me from 9am until 2pm to be on my own. Of course, during that time I do a lot of sleeping, lying on the sofa and staring at my computer (all the while concentrating on not being sick). This morning was no different.
I picked up Vivienne from camp and headed to Ukrops. I made it 15 minutes before realizing I needed to keep a close eye on the proximity of each trash can should an emergency arise. I am sure the other shoppers enjoyed my wretching down the isles. Such joy.
Finally, after stopping for a bathroom break for Vivienne, breaking up the produce shopping into 3 trips due to the sensory overload, and finally getting the last of the frozen foods, we made it to the cashier and out the door.
This is by far the hardest part, trying to do normal things only to have them take 3 times as long to complete.
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Hey, I remember those days...there are still some hold over smells from that I have trouble with...we have a snazzy updated grocery here but the milk isle always smells powerfully of sour, old milk...no one else seems to notice it.
oh gods I remember that. It was even worse b/c I had quit smoking, and people REEK and I never really knew that.
Ugh. Your have my sympathies.
And that bit about gene. ICK...I was HOPING it wasn’t true. Despite my hatred for KISS.