You know what’s horrible?
Being 35 weeks and 3 days pregnant, and getting a coughing fit while folding four loads of laundry.
And you can’t stop coughing for some reason, and the coughing gets worse and worse until you vomit.
And you catch the vomit with some of the clean laundry.
So you run to the bathroom / laundry room with a bundle of puke laundry. And your darling husband comes in and starts rubbing your back. And you start coughing again and lo, thus comes yet more vomit, startling you completely so that you are over the sink, not the toilet.
Now the sink is clogged with puke, so you suddenly remember the toilet, and you dive for it STILL PUKING, and because your stomach is now (mostly) empty your poor overworked diaphragm is trying too hard, and then it happens.
You are throwing up and peeing yourself at the same time.
Did I mention that while this is happening your poor husband is busy trying to clear the sink? Because yeah, that too.
At least the Christmas tree is done.