Kenny is special - he got picked on in the enclosure so much I took him out and now he’s in a brooder with 4 week old quail (don’t worry he’s under supervision and he loves being with them it would seem he’s finally roaming and relaxing)
Kenny is also named after South Park because of the character Kenny who always gets hurt and or dies lol
I’ve had issues with emetophobia since I was a child because of hearing my mother (heavy smoke) gag every morning and cough, along side the discomfort and almost choking aspect of the action of vomiting. I’m now 23, married and have a child (pregnancy was not fun) but tonight I got sick. Super sick I’m talking I couldn’t leave the toilet for more than 3 mins tops. My stomach cramped so horribly. I took many showers, heating pad, took pepto, etc etc. finally when I was talking to my husband otp while he drove home from work I couldn’t stop it.
I just let it happen. It hurt, and it scared me. The fear of choking set in when I couldn’t control it. BUT I DID IT
I was so shaken and my husband just got in the door when finally could speak and yell help. But I finally let myself do it for the first time in - I wanna say - 12 years? And now I feel better. I will not lie I called my mom (after texting to make sure she’s up it’s 11pm est for me) but I DID IT!!!
In a weird way I’m very proud of myself but I’m still in pain from shitting my guts out.
Edit - I don’t like typing the word vomit or vomiting. My OCD makes me believe it will happen if I say the word. I added it back to the post since from a previous comment it seems to be an issue :(