I have always had a very sensitive stomach. When I was a kid it seemed I could not get the cause and effect that when I ate like really crappy foods I would get sick. Maybe its because I didn't realize there are differences between good and bad foods? who knows. But, I can remember when I was around 8 my parents began letting my sister and I say up a little late on Saturday nights. It was like a responsibility thing in my eyes, not my parents', but Cait could seem to control herself and handle not eating like a pig and suffering the conequences for eating like there was no tomorrow late at night. My dad made the most delicious homemade popcorn you hae ever tasted. It, for some reason, never crossed my mind that I should probably stop eating or not eat as much as humaly possible. Inevitably my stomach would start to rebel against me and I'd be sleeping on the floor next to my parents' bed....more vomiting than sleeping. My poor parents would stay up making sure I wasn't dying. It was like a weekly routie. Oh its Saturday night? that means its time for Linds to eat her weight in popcorn, and stay up too late puking. I eventally learned to control my appetite for popcorn and control myself, and it seems i outgrew the throwing up stage. A few months after I outgrew this stage, I started developing so many cavities. It seemed like every dentist appointment I had at least one cavity. It wasn't until a few years later I made the connections between the two. I still stay up too late, especially on saturday nights. Maybe as I get older I'll outgrow that stage as well.