I Am Thankful For Chester And Intercoms

Today, I needed this when I got home:IMG_20131101_164841

And this:



I had a particularly rough day at work.  As most of you already know, I have what is called “emetephobia” or an extreme fear of “v*mit”.  I can’t even type it fully or look at the word.  

Well, my coworkers and I started out enjoying one another’s company and they were interested in hearing about essential oils so I brought a book and some samples.  Then my boss comes in. Coughing up a storm.  She sounds terrible and looks bad.  A couple of hours later, she goes to the restroom, comes out and says, “Well, now I’m throwing up.”  Instantly my heart started pounding, I was thinking of ways to escape, and I felt like I wanted to cry.

One of my coworkers said immediately after she said this, “You’re going home then right?”  Everyone hates it whenever anyone comes to work ill and that’s understandable of course.  This rule is unsaid, but respected among us coworkers.  It doesn’t necessarily apply to our boss I guess.

In response, she said, “I will go home later.”  Panic mode set in for me and I just wanted to leave more than anything.  Luckily, my mom is just an email away and she said, “Well, look at this as a time to confront some of your fears head on and work on all that you’ve been working on with your OCD” or something to that effect.  I still wanted to leave, but a half hour or so had passed since all this started going down.  Finally, she left and we could all breathe freer.

Immediately after the door chimed and the coast was clear, two of my coworkers put their shirts over their noses, grabbed cans of Lysol, and starting spraying down the office.  I almost died laughing when one of them yelled, “Fumigate her office and shut the door!”  and “I sprayed the bathroom so much it was dripping.”  I was comforted a bit knowing that they too were experiencing the same discomfort, maybe not to the same extremes, but still they didn’t like it either.

Eventually, as these things do with me, my anxiety cooled down.  One of my coworkers kept saying her phone was possessed because it kept malfunctioning in some way.  I took advantage of this, used the intercom feature on our phones, and started breathing into the receiver.  Talk about freaked out!  They were all making a commotion and were confused as to what was going on.  “It sounds like wind!” Someone said.  Finally, I said through the intercom, “Happy Halloween” in the creepiest voice I could muster.  Humor certainly is sometimes the best medicine.

Eventually, I made it to the end of the day and when I got home, it was like my muscles were just worn out.  I must’ve been so tense the entire day.  I immediately took off my “contaminated” clothes, scoured myself in the shower, brewed a cup of green tea and sat down on the couch to crochet.  Not  before cuddling the crap out of Chester though.  I held him and I cried with relief.  I was so thankful for that moment.

That was my day, which turned out to be much more eventful than I would have ever liked.

Thank you for reading,



66 thoughts on “I Am Thankful For Chester And Intercoms

  1. love the fumigate comment haha. thanks for sharing felt like i was there! I did not know that there was something as a fear of “bleep”, but think you handled it well!

  2. Oh Megan, Come here so I can hug you!! Mwaaah. You did really good and turned a horrible situation into something funny and light hearted. That’s brilliant and you should be proud of yourself. Thank goodness for your Chester. Love to you both, hugs Paula xxxxxxoooo

    1. Thank you Paula 🙂 You’re such a sweetheart. In the end it turned out to just be funny for both my coworkers and I. I think we all agree about how gross it all was 😉 Definitely thank goodness for little Chester. He’s the best. Thanks for the hugs!

  3. I have that phobia as well, but I actually didn’t know there was a proper term for it…could never bear to look it up. Good for you for getting through it; not sure I could have done the same!

  4. Oh god I’m the same. I asked if I could crash at a friends after a party tonight, she said ‘My roommate has a sickness bug so she’s been in bed the last two days but the spare room is free so you can sleep in there no problem’, I was like HELL NO. Most people are scared of flying because of the fear of crashing into a fiery oblivion, I fear someone around me getting airsickness.

    1. Sounds like a nightmare of mine 🙂 I would rather sleep in my car than have to worry about staying in a place where someone is “sick” that is awful. I fear the same thing about flying. You’re not alone there!

  5. You done it and made it through. But ever thought of a small stuffed animal you can hold in a single hand, which has been in Chesters basket and has his smell that when you get quirky you have his smell with you since he can calm you down? Or maybe now a small crochet blanky size tissue. Just an idea 😀 to over come situation outside the house..
    But I am giving you a big applause yeah you.
    keep smiling

    1. That would be a lovely idea 🙂 I am actually wanting to make amigurumi crochet animals for him. I should do something like this. He smells so good. I give him baths and he never stinks. He always has a warm smell. I love that 🙂 Good idea.

  6. One cup of tea and loving cat can help so much ❤ You're so strong, you made it through that day, that can be so hard ❤

  7. I hope you’re really proud of yourself, Megan!!! Sounds like you did a great job of dealing with the situation. I tooootally know that feeling – that panic when you hear someone say they’re not feeling well. Apparently your co-workers were equally grossed out! hahah I just saw a saying on Pinterest that I love – something about Not being in Control doesn’t mean you can’t be in Charge. Even if you can’t control the situation, you CAN be in charge of your actions. Breathing deeply. Closing your eyes and imagining a safe place. I know I can certainly use that perspective! Good on you!

    1. Thank you! I guess I am a bit proud of myself. I did well that day, much better than I’ve done in similar situations in the past. Thanks for always being kind and supportive 🙂

  8. Well done on coping. As you may remember, the whole thing bring me out in a cold sweat too! I am slightly better than I used to be as I know ways of really beefing up my immune system and avoiding the v thing is a big incentive for me to stay healthy and on track (got to be get a positive out of it somehow!) 🙂

    1. That’s kind of how I am with my health. I do all I can to strengthen my immune system and make my overall health better. I’m so glad you can relate to this. Thanks for sharing your struggles with me 🙂

  9. How is the crochet going? 🙂
    So glad to hear that you faced some of your fears today, and can maybe look back and see how strong you are – thanks for sharing, and keep it up!! 😀

  10. Never knew of such a phobia ….but of course the very thought of it (the v word !) is disgusting. But for someone with such acute phobia you did hold up pretty well. Loved the fumigating joke. Honestly I would do that too in your position 🙂 Thanks for visiting my blog btw 🙂

  11. I just had the flu, and then have been having asthma problems….that word, not my favorite either. BUT something good came out of all of it….people will not be coming to the house exposing me anymore, and the ones that did….felt AWFUL! Shame someone has to get so horribly ill before others pay attention to the fact that you can’t just go around exposing everyone…you never know how some might not do as well with the exposure.

    I’m glad she went home. I drank cinnamon and oranges in a pot of water for about two weeks…it definitely helped kill it deader than if I had not.

    Be well! 😉

  12. That is an anxiety I have trouble controlling, since I was a young child. I know that no one likes the v word, but like you it causes extreme anxiety in me, even people talking about it, and then it progresses from there. I want to yell at them to stop with the stories, or just run out of the room, ’cause no matter how hard I try I just can’t get over it.

    1. Even talking about it gets me too. It’s a deep seeded phobia called “emetephobia.” I’ve had it for a long time and anything related to the “v” word sends me into fight or flight mode. it’s no fun at all. i empathize with you.

  13. Ok that is a rough day that ended wonderfully and you made it out alive having confronted your massive fear! I think it was an amazing day! ….ok after the event 🙂
    Everything passes doesn’t it, the good and the bad xo

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