As I grew older, the excitement of big events seemed to commingle with a tinge of anxiety and the barfing transitioned into diarrhea (sorry I didn't warn you this was going to get graphic).
I had "stomach problems" (is that euphemism better?) the morning I started teaching third grade in rural Louisiana. I also had them before random internet dates several years ago.
And here I am again, less than a week before my wedding, and I'm plagued with them again. I can't tell if it's about the wedding or the move or buying a house or the new job. That's a lot to digest.