For me, it took my husband and I planning on a second child that caused me to look into getting cognitive behavioral therapy for my phobia. I have GAD that I knew fed the phobia to begin with and even though I have my master's degree in clinical social work where we learn about this stuff in detail, I could not apply it to my life. I kept thinking my book-learning would do it but it didn't so I decided that a baby spitting up and throwing up would be a nightmare like it was with my first child and I didn't want to do that again or not give my future baby the attention she deserved because the phobia ruled my mind and all that I did.
So, I started the therapy...and she was good, very tough and made me do homework after each session. There was hypnotherapy involved, CD copies of one or two sessions provided to me so I could do the meditation at home, some journaling, and there was alot of detailed describing of my greatest fears. It was HARD WORK.
There were times when I would rebel, not do the homework, make some excuse like I didn't have time or not feeling good but she didn't let me slip and she persisted and held me accountable (if ur therapist does not do that, find one that will because we subconsiously will subtly fight the therapy as a natural defense mechanism). A barrier to my success would be discovered at these moments and then I'd move forward more once we got over the barrier. But we'd work through it and she did it in a calm, reassuring but stern manner and I allowed myself to trust her experience and knowledge in her field.
Good advice I can give is when you feel like quitting, that's when you're about to make a break through and if you keep moving forward you'll make it!!
Desensitization was a main part of the therapy. Homework included watching movies that had horrible vomit scenes over and over, rewind, rewind until I went from crying and wanting to run out of the room to being able to breathe through it and get past the feeling threatened part. You really do reprogram your brain and how it sees something that is NOT a real threat as a threat.
When I was 3 months pregnant and still going through the therapy (it took several months of weekly and sometimes bi-weekly sessions to get rid of it) I had severe nausea during my 3rd month of pregnancy--and that was when the phobia smacked me in my face. I was so glad to already be in therapy because it motivated me that once that month of what seemed like hell was over, that I would NEVER go through that again with so much fear. I hated what the phobia did to me SO much during that month I swore I was giving therapy everything I had--I refused to let it control me.
The irony, and the thought that convinced me to go through therapy no matter how scary it would be was that I was a control freak in general in my life YET the irrational fear of vomiting, a natural human function of the body, was RULING AND CONTROLLING my life. And I vowed that no twisted concept would be ruling me anymore and taking my joy out of life, my time with my family and my limits on life.
So, in the end it was a tough therapist that gave me specific homework, my giving it my best no matter how terrified I was in order to become free. And here I am. This happened in 2006 and every once in a while when watching a movie with vomit scenes I'll rewind it several times as a reminder that I am definitely the one in control of this far-gone fear. I had had it since the age of 5 (when I was unexpectedly thrown up on by another kid) and at the age of 30 I had the courage and resources to finally get it off my back for good.
For anyone reading this, I encourage you to take those steps you need to take to break free from fear. I promise you, once you get INTO the fear, look it in its eyes, you'll see how its just that--a fear, and an irrational and unnecessary fear--definitely one you can then throw to the side and announce to the world that you don't allow yourself to live with it anymore. Do it. It will FREE you....I promise.
Much love and encouragement,
Tina