After bemoaning my lack of symptoms, I started feeling very nauseous this week, usually from midday onwards. But, so far I haven't actually been sick. Then my darling cat, Misty, just came and threw up on the rug - right next to me Oh. my. god. the smell Had to clear it up (OH not back from work) and could feel the bile rising in my throat (sorry!). Have managed to keep it down for now - but I'm hungry and need to think about eating when the thought of food makes me feel worse! The joys of pet-owning...better get used to puking small things though I suppose!