No Restaurants for the Weary

One of the consequences of Beni being so sick again with hyperemisis gravidarum—a condition of extreme, persistent nausea and vomiting during pregnancy—is that Olivia and I have to eat most of our meals outside of the house as to not exacerbate Beni’s symptoms because she, like most sufferers of HG, is extremely sensitive to odors. The proverbial salt in the wounds is that we’re unable to dine together as a family until Beni’s condition improves. Consolation for this situation often comes in the form of a frozen treat, as it did tonight after Olivia and I had yet another dad-and-daughter dinner date.