RP: Bleurgh Who: Lavender, OPEN When: March 16 (lunchtime) Where: V-Bar What: Taking a sick day Warnings: None?
This was the worst. Even though she'd been planning to get pregnant and had therefore anticipated some morning sickness, her expectations were nothing compared to the reality. Lavender hadn't eaten a full meal in days and even keeping down water and small, bland bits of food was proving difficult. She'd finally gone to the Victory Road Clinic yesterday morning and been fussed over by Healer Montgomery who'd declared her dehydrated as a result of something called hyperemesis gravidarum. As far as Lavender was concerned, that was two long words for extreme morning sickness.
Healer Montgomery had instructed her to take a couple of days off and sent her home with an anti-emetic potion and another that was more effective than water for rehydration. Even though Cormac had clucked over her like a mother hen, Lavender admittedly felt better after sleeping most of the day without waking every hour to vomit. There were still some stubborn dark circles under her eyes, though, largely as a result of losing some weight over the last couple of weeks.
Lavender couldn't spend a second day in bed or even sprawled out on the couch. She was going to go mad if she did, though she'd at least persuaded Cormac that he didn't need to stay away from the shop. A short walk wouldn't hurt her, not if she just stuck to Victory Road. Meandering all the way down to Honeydukes for some boiled sweets to suck on, Lavender headed back home but crossed the street to V-Bar instead. If she could stand the smell of people and alcohol, maybe she could pick at a plate of chips. She was going to have to start telling people at work if this was going to be a problem.
Reaching the bar to order, Lavender sighed softly. It was only lunchtime but she felt like she'd been awake for a whole day already.