as though it weren't enough to be part of the special populations I already am a part of, I am also highly prone to motion sickness. family trips used to be a horror of me throwing up intermittently and banging my head back and forth against the seat back to try to ward off nausea. I guess if I got my head moving so radically that it canceled out the car movement my inner ear was pacified. I finally stopped being so sick when we got a car with back windows I could see out of. it wasn't a panacea but it helped. my mom fed me dramamine once and was a little freaked at how thoroughly it knocked me out. I vaguely remember the trip, being carried out of the car and laid upon whomever we were visiting's bed so that I could continue to sleep it off. I was happy though because I was not feeling like throwing up. sleeping, as it is now, was not something I was particularly averse to.
but yes, a BART ride under these conditions could mean me being sick all evening. I don't throw up anymore although there have been times when I wasn't sure I wasn't going to, but the headache and the queasiness are just about the most unpleasant of "mild" symptoms that there are.
I think, though, that a walk to Office Max for more paper and ink might be ok. reed's ginger candy is also a nice thing.