The other night I started to feel rotten. I quickly took my place on the bathroom floor by the toilet ready to hurl at any moment. But I didn't. Shane asked what I needed. "A bowl," I answered. I moved to my bed with bowl in hand and waited....and waited. When Shane returned to see what I needed this time I was ready with a brilliant request, "Ginger Tea."
Shane boiled some water, peeled about an inch of ginger root and grated it into a mug, poured the boiling water over top and brought it to me. I drank it and felt better within a few minutes.
Ginger root sure is ugly but when it comes to nausea it' s a beautiful thing.
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