Could I finally be able to eat again?

So I woke up feeling okay...which has happened before. But what really surprised me was that I continued to feel okay. I started to wonder if I could eat a little larger variety...so I ate a cucumber! Well, not the whole thing, but a couple of slices and it stayed down okay. I was so excited I did a little happy dance right there in our kitchen, which Duncan did not know what to think of. As the day went on, the nausea usually becomes more and more apparent but even a little queasiness was so much better than what I was feeling. I know that I should be excited and I should finally feel relieved, but to be honest, I am AFRAID that it will come back with a vengeance. It has happened before when I thought Zofran was a drug given directly to me by God, and a week later heaved into my own royal throne. I guess only time will tell.