Motion Sickness Experience

The first time I had a name for it was on a trip back from Ruidoso, NM. I was in the trunk of our Acura SUV drawing on a notebook with my cousin. We were eight then and free to lay down in the back and watch the gray sky glide over us from the back window. At this point in the trip my head was feeling heavy in the front and my stomach wasn 't happy, so I called out to my mom that I wasn 't feeling good. Several miles later and we stop by the side of the road. I 'm hunched over and staring into the thick blanket of snow around me. “Did you get motion sick,” my mom said as she handed me a stick of spearmint gum. Motion Sick, is that what this feeling is called. Dizzy was the term I was used to, it was all I knew because it was what everyone else …show more content…
My fear of vomiting has put me to sleep on an array of road trips through lush, but bumpy mountainscapes. I would have to sink into the backseat, and watch the clouds while trying to focus on a single object, or thought to try and calm my stomach. Many a landscape missed, many an opportunity passed up due to fear. I had refused and avoided getting on an airplane for so long that when I finally booked a flight I was immediately weighed down by nervousness. My palms sweated the first time I bought nausea medication, they were clammy as I scrambled to open the package and in the rush of being late, but not wanting to be sick I had accidentally chewed on the pill that was meant to be swallowed. On the car ride to the airport I had the chalky aftertaste of the medication stuck in my mouth. And even still on that one hour flight to San Antonio with my aunt my head was in between my legs the whole time and each time I lifted my head it felt heavy and my stomach started giving me warnings through it 's churning. My aunt was fine and pointed out the window telling me look at the tiny