Well, difficult child and I had a good and bad weekend. I mentioned that we were heading to an equine show this weekend. Well, we got a later start than I had wanted, but we made it to my mom's at a reasonable time. My mom decided she wanted to go out to dinner. OK, difficult child is fine with that. It is friday night and getting late. difficult child gets herself together quickly as she is really hungry. I get ready too, and we wait. Not sure what my mom is doing. Get to the restaurant, and it is packed. difficult child starts to complain so I quickly give her my phone and sit her in the corner. She manages to sit there quietly until we get a table. I ordered an appetizer which I never do, just to get some food into difficult child. Evening ended up well, and she held it together. Saturday morning we get up and get ready to go to the show. We are a little later starting out, but difficult child knew she would miss the first clinic and was fine with that. We pay and go in. We are not there very long, and difficult child said she couldn't see out of one of her eyes. (Oh no migraine!) So, we head to the bathroom hoping that it is just a floaty. Nope. Go to the info booth to find out where we can buy some advil. NO WHERE!! Ok, I buy her a soda hoping the caffeine would help. We try to trudge on. about ten minutes later she looks at me and says "I am going to throw up!" We run to the bathroom, and cut people in line. I felt bad but when I explained, people were more than nice about it. She cleaned herself up, and wanted to try to continue. We went to the first aid hoping to get some advil. Nope they have none. Leave that building, and she stands there panicing. She had to throw up again and froze not knowing where to go. I pushed her to the corner of the building. Decided then we needed to go to the car and at least rest. Once we got to the car, we thought it was best to head back to my mom's. Start the car, and am driving down the row, and she had to get sick again. Ugh. Just wanted to get home. I felt so bad for her. 1). She is obsessively afraid of throwing up. She has full blown panic attacks worrying about it. She will stop eating the minute she feels the slightest bit full to avoid getting sick. 2.) She had been looking forward to this show for a long time. But, I was so proud of her. She didn't freak out at all when she threw up. She stayed calm except for the time when she didn''t know where to go outside with no bathroom around. And, the most amazing thing was when I said I was sad that she didn't feel good, and I knew how much she was looking forward to it she said to me "It is OK mom. There is always next year."!!!! I about passed out when she said that. So, even though we didn't get to see much, we both learned alot.