Bill gave us this Sibling Assignment:  When we were in high
school, we had Homecoming every fall. Write about something you recall about
one of your three high school homecomings whether it’s a football game, a
dance, a pep rally/bonfire, or anything else.
The Homecoming I remember most is the
one I didn’t attend.  It was the
homecoming game my senior year.  I didn’t
attend because I was sick.
I was a busy girl my senior year.  I was Pep Club President, which meant I was
in charge of a lot of activities during homecoming week.  I was in Pep Band.  I was a student council officer.  I was a National Honor Society officer.  I was working on a piece or two for Drama
competition, and was probably in the fall play as well.  
I was not getting along with the boy who I had been dating since
spring of our sophomore year , and that
relationship would soon come to an end.
And the day of homecoming, I had to
stay home from school.  Because I had
started throwing up.
This wasn’t the first time.  The first time was during my junior year in
high school.  It wouldn’t happen a lot,
but every so often I would have about a 24 hour period where I would throw
up.  The only relief I would get from it
was sitting in a warm bath with a washcloth on my stomach.
I remember the summer between my
junior and senior year, I think I went to the doctor.  There was nothing conclusive determined about
my symptoms.
At one point, I thought I was having
an adverse reaction to pork, because this happened one time after having a meal
of pork chops.  But I don’t think that
was the cause.
Looking back now on my junior and
senior year in high school, I believe I was dealing with anxiety, and this was
the way my body was reacting to the anxiety in my life.
I didn’t have panic attacks.  I don’t remember feeling anxious
necessarily.  Instead, my body’s reaction
to the multiple things going on in my life was throwing up.
And that is how I spent my day and
night when the Kellogg Wildcats played their homecoming football game in the
fall of 1980.  I was home in a nice warm
bathtub, trying to relax and keep myself from throwing up.
We didn’t talk as much about anxiety
and depression back when I was in high school. 
I am sure many of us were dealing with things, but I don’t think we knew
what it was.  I remember one of my
friends sharing how every day after school she would go home and need to
nap.  She believes this was a result of a
type of depression she was experiencing.
I am not sure I ever had another bout
of anxiety induced vomiting after homecoming night.  But I think some of the things causing my
anxiety went away that fall.  But it
wasn’t until later in life that I realized what may have been the actual cause
of those bouts of throwing up during my years in high school.

 
 
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