Throwing Up

[GANTZ]

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Palatino Linotype]Today was a normal day for me. I sat around the house, got on my
computer, and played medal of honor. I helped my mom make dinner.
We had chili and cornbread. After I ate dinner I was full. I drank a lot
of water. This is where my day went bad. The cornbread expanded in
my stomach, making it hurt. Just to be safe I stood by the toilet. That
was the wisest thing I have ever done. Moments later I found my self
spraying the toilet with an endless stream of pink, gooey, vomit. It
wouldn't have been so bad if it didn't give me a terrible headache.
Does anyone else have an interesting story about an unpleasant throw
up experience?
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[Dodeca]

[SIZE=1]Ooo, the joys of throwing up. Funnily enough, my most unpleasant vomit-related experience didn't even involve my own puke.

One day, my brother felt ill. He didn't make it to the downstairs bathroom in time, so he went for the nearest alternative... which, on that occasion, happened to be the kitchen sink. While it was full of dishes.

Later, I was given the task of washing said dishes. If it'd been my own, fair enough, but no-one in their right mind would want to wash up other people's puke.[/SIZE]

[Anakoni Stark]

[SIZE=1] Everytime I have to get on a plane to change stations, I throw up.

not in the air.

but still on the ground.
waiting for everyone to board, this is because of my anxiety.
this also happens when the plane is taxi'ing into the airport.
I also threw up in my dad's van on my way to my house from the airport. wasnt pretty.

which also brings to mind:

my friend threw up in my dad's new volvo S40.
all I heard was: "omg, I dont...feel so..."
then all I saw was the stream of stomach acid and ramen fly out.
all over this other guy riding in the car.
some of it [I] did [/I] get on seats....dad wasnt happy about it.

there are more, but... I dont like to drone on.

- Felix[/SIZE]

[pooperson]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=RoyalBlue]I scream when I puke. Not just an "Ahh!", but an all-out, piercing, whorrible, tear-jerking SHRIEK. It's pretty bad. And loud. I get headaches, too. And I had gone about three years without throwing up until this January when I became allergic to my medication for my wisdom teeth extraction, PLUS the laughing gas.

Basically... there was a LOT of screaming in my house.


'Nuff said.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[DaSilva]

[SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New]Actually, yesterday I was going outside to feed my dogs, and when I bent down to scoop up the food, I puked. It was so weird, because it came from nowhere. My stomach never hurt beforehand, and the regurgitation wasn't painful in the least. I remember saying to myself, "Well that just came out of left field." Then I brushed my teeth and continued about my daily business.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[Allamorph]

[quote name='DaSilva][SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New]I remember saying to myself, "Well that just came out of left field."[/FONT'][/SIZE][/quote]
[FONT=Arial]Wow. That's rather impressive. I have honestly never heard of a "WTF?!" puke before. You get a cookie. (Just try and keep it down, a-right?)

This tale of vomit is not my own. I was involved only by my presence.

Okay, so we're coming back from a marching band competition in my freshman year (which we won, actually), and we stopped at the food court of some mall or other for dinner. My good friend Gavin Penfold ? stocky, flaming red hair, and a little touched ? decided that he wanted some sweet tea. To satisfy his craving, he purchased [I]an entire gallon[/I] from the Chick-fil-A at the food court and drank it. All. Yes. The entire gallon. He's feeling quite chipper now, so when we all reboard the buses and our band mothers ask if anyone wants any of the leftover sandwiches, he snatches up two and devours them.

Quick note: the aforementioned sandwiches ? ham and turkey ? had been mass-prepared that morning, and had sat in a good bit of heat during lunchtime, after which they were returned to their coolers until they were brought out in an attempt to get rid of the last of them that evening. Needless to say, most band members had lost any desire to even look at them. Except, of course, good ole' Gavin. (I told you he was touched.)

We're about halfway home, driving about sixty-five on the interstate, and I happen to hear my red-headed friend start complaining about his stomach. The inevitable emergency arose, and the first obvious means of relief for the tuba-player was to drop his window and let fly.

The entire gallon of tea came out of his mouth and flew out the window.

Now, I need to mention here that Gavin was seated pretty near the front of the bus. I also need to mention that buses are, by design, not at all aerodynamic. So, when his tea went out the window at the front, it came back in at the rear. And lastly, I need to mention that our guard captain was seated at the back of the bus, and that she and Gavin occupied the same side.

I saw her later that night after we'd returned. Her entire left side was soaked in regurgitated sweet tea, and she was not very friendly-looking.

Good times....[/FONT]

[Shwa]

So this one time I was out with some friends drinking at a party, I had so much liquor in mt system I was tipsy like whoa. I had some lobster before hand when we went out to dinner. So when the party was over the designated driver dropped me off at my house where by some miricle I found myself to my room an rested down on my bed. So about a half hour later I find myself vommiting on the side of my bed onto the floor in a lovely shade of red on tan carpet.

In the morning though, I had the weirdest taste in my mouth of Hawian Punch....even though I didn't drink any the night before. Needless to say I spent the rest of that day cleaning up the carpet before it stained.

[ChibiHorsewoman]

[color=#9933df][font=lucida calligraphy]As the mother of a toddler and a veteran vomiter- not by choice I can assure you. I think I can PWN all of you. So I have two vomit stories.

The first story would be mine, It's also a very emberassing work story, but hey it saves me the trouble of mentioning it when I create a thread on emberassing work stories.

I worked as a cart girl at my local grocery store in High school and one day during the summer I started to feel woozy so I came into the store to have a rest and get some water. That's when things started to go down hill. Turns out I was suffering from heat exhuastion and could hardly stand- I looked like crap too. So my supervisor tells me to go out to the service desk and call my house to get a ride home- so, I did that. But on my way I had this familiar urge to just throw up. And I did just that- right infront of the service desk- in front of a lot of customers and co-workers. Then to top it off I had to walk home since no one answered at my house.

My second one doesn't involve my vomit, but it does involve me. When my daughter was a few months old she was going through different stomach troubles while her pediatrician and I tried to get her on a formula that she could digest. She was prescribed this one formula that smelled like something died even before it was mixed with water. One evening I gave it to her and right after she'd finished about three ounces of it she just spat it all back up all over my shirt. After that she began to cry since the spitting up scared her. Meanwhile I was just standing there in my bedroom reeking of baby puke and all slimey while my brother tried to decide whether he should start laughing or throw up himself.[/color][/font]

[Allamorph]

[quote name='ChibiHorsewoman][color=#9933df][font=lucida calligraphy]As the mother of a toddler and a veteran vomiter- not by choice I can assure you. I think I can PWN all of you.[/color'][/font][/quote]
[FONT=Arial]Go for it. (I have three younger sisters and was self-aware enough to remember [U]all[/U] of their barf stories. I also was sick a few times myself. I think I can stand to compete with you. ;))

The following is also not my own. I wasn't even around for it, but when I was regaled with it I thought it quite impressive, if a bit gross.

Right. One of my current hallmates is the type of guy who'll eat pretty much anything if it's in some form of competition. He also eats a great deal at a time; he had, shortly before this story, purchased about a dozen or so bottled milkshakes for later consumption as snack food.

On the day in question, my friend had had two double-cheeseburgers from our on-campus grill, along with the accompanying double order of fries. (In this particular instance, think double-cheeseburger as in a junior version of a Hardee's thickburger. Slightly smaller patties, but the same basic thickness.) When he got back to his dorm, his roommate informed him that their collection of milkshakes, of which there were about eight left, had expired sometime in the previous four days. Not wishing to be wasteful, my friend decided that four-day-old shakes should still be fine, and he and his roommate decided to drink as many at one time as possible. My friend consumed four to his roommate's two, and his roommate quickly regurgitates the shakes. My friend, however, feels absolutely fine.

Seems like both of my stories have a bit of a delayed-reaction thing going. About three hours later, my friend is doing some physics homework (...or so he said...) when he starts to feel a bit peculiar. He knows what the problem is, and he heads to his hall's bathroom. Unfortunately, he has a bit of a phobia about sticking his head near public toilets (which is understandable in most cases), so he opts for one of the sinks.

His first barf is mostly cheeseburger, effectively clogging the drain. His stomach required three further hurls to completely expel the milkshakes, and the sink almost overflowed.

I felt quite sorry for the janitor that had to face [I]that[/I] lagoon.[/FONT]

[ChibiHorsewoman]

[quote name='Allamorph][FONT=Arial]Go for it. (I have three younger sisters and was self-aware enough to remember [U]all[/U'] of their barf stories. I also was sick a few times myself. I think I can stand to compete with you. ;)).[/FONT][/quote]

[color=#9933ff][font=lucida calligraphy]Oh you are ON!! Not only do I have a kid, but I have friends with kids. This is so on! Just remember, you asked for it


I once threw up 9 times in one day. This was before I was first diagnosed with Hyper-active thyroid. But before I was diagnosed I had a lot of freaky vomit incidents including the following:

I was still with my ex at the time and we were out doing grocery shopping and had gotten lunch I had to get the oil changed and the tires rotated on my car, but on our way to the dealership I started to feel sick and asked if I could take his truck back and he could wait with our daughter. So he's like sure, just drop me off with your car and I'll take it home with Abby. So I did that and started driving home. I live right outside of Rochester and the dealer ship where I bought my car is nearly in the next county- I probably drove about 75 MPH to get home and just pulled into the driveway and put the truck in park before throwing up my lunch in the front yard. I have never been able to have oil on a sub since. And of course when I told my ex, the first thing he said was: You didn't throw up in my truck did you? Hey if I knew then what I know now, I would have made a point to throw up in there daily.

Let's see I have another one. This has nothing to do with me or my kid, but again I saw it happen... actually it involves a friend's daughter and my ex.

My ex and I were living in Texas and had gone to visit one of our friends. Long story short our friend had a toddler and my ex- who had given her chocolate when we first got there- started tickling the kid. She projectile vomited on him!

Then there was also the time my ex got drunk in Texas (okay one of many times he got drunk) and kept me up half the night throwing up. We ended up having to do laundry the next day because sometime during the night he missed the waste basket and got it all over his side of the bed.

Do you still think you can beat me with throw up stories?[/color][/font]

[Aaryanna]

[COLOR=DarkRed]I rarely throw up, even when I'm sick. But when I am sick I get even sicker from the car ride to the doctors office. For whatever reason riding in a vehicle when I'm sick makes me want to hurl. I always lose it either in the car or in the doctor's office once we get there. And last time I forgot the plastic bag I had [SIZE=1][my mom always gives me one so I won't barf all over the car][/SIZE] when my mom took me down so when I walked into the clinic I puked right there at the receptionist counter all over the floor and part of the counter.

So far I've only done that once this year. And if I'm lucky I won't get sick again. Though I'm not holding my breath. [/COLOR]

[Roxie Faye]

[color=#9933ff]I've thrown up a couple of times from not eating. It is NOT a pleasant feeling. One, because you're dry heaving, or throwing up the last thing you ate (i.e. if you ate at 10 AM and it is now 11 PM, it's really icky throw up). And secondly, you're trying to eat something so you won't throw up, but your stomach is still making you throw up, so you'll start eating a half digested cracker, or a plate of food, and then throw [i]that[/i] up. (Last time it was pasta with spinach and mushrooms that I was throwing up. >_<)

The only time I was sick and really threw up a lot was when I had the flu, like the [i]actual[/i] flu (one of the strains anyway) in fifth grade - on Christmas! I wasn't feeling so good on the 22nd, so I had to be picked up from school. I was actually delirious, and I had a 100.1 fever, but I kept mistaking the number for 110 (in which case I'd be DEAD, and I said so, which was why I was confused. ^^). I slept in bed most of the time, and threw up the rest of the time. I honestly could barely eat because I would throw up most of it (and it was just rice in broth). And of COURSE, it's CHRISTMAS, so all the doctors were gone on their vacation and wouldn't be in until the 28th. I think my mom finally looked up the flu online. She made me eat bananas, and after that I could keep food down, and I got better -- no thanks to the doctors. -_-;

Urgh, I can still remember a lot of the pain during that time I was sick. It was truly, truly awful. My stomach felt so terrible. My mom claims I've seen the movie [i]The Pianist[/i] with Adrian Brody, but I always have to remind her that 1) it was a long time ago, and 2) I was SICK and feverish when I saw it!! I don't remember the [u]plot[/u]![/color]

[jen_sa]

I once vomited when i first got my braces. Has that ever happened to u?

=>Jen

[Dodeca]

[SIZE=1]Just remembered another unpleasant moment from a few years back.

I was in the middle of my English class, when all of the sudden, nausea struck. I was relatively confident at the time that I could hold it back until the end of the lesson, so I said nothing and just got on with my work. As it was, I over-estimated my stomach's abilities.

The moment came. I felt my innards squirm, and up the vomit rushed. Being at the front of the class, and unfortunately positioned directly over my workbook, I still tried to hold it back, but instead ended up with a mouthful of it... still in my mouth. As you can imagine, at this point it was pretty much impossible to ask to be excused from the class, so I kept it there while I tried to mime 'I've thrown up in my mouth, help!' to my friend... which didn't work. In an attempt to open my mouth without splurting it out everywhere, I ended up dribbling a drop or two onto my uniform... still, he didn't get it.

In the end I just had to swallow my pride, among other things. Then I threw up good 'n' proper on the school's crappy gravel running track at lunch-time, which was quite satisfying. Oh, and I pestered my friend for a while too, naturally.

...

Oh, by the way, if you're ever short on toothpaste, I can assure you that vomit does just the trick. Your teeth'll be all smooth and shiny afterwards. Just make sure to bring mints.[/SIZE]

[DBZgirl88]

[COLOR=#004a6f]My worst vomiting experience, like Dodeca, did not involve my own puke.

My younger brother had eaten way too much and began to feel ill, so he rushed to the bathroom and thankfully managed to reach the sink (I don't think it?s a good idea to puke in the toilet if you don't want toilet water splashing up on your face).

However, this time, I certainly wish he had used the toilet in stead of the sink. My brother had not only eaten way too much, he had been eating so fast he hadn?t even chew properly, and therefore...yes, you guessed it, the sink clogged up with large chunks of food.

My brother had no clue how to unclog the sink (being absolutely useless with household chores) and so he called me to help him out. So I gathered up all my courage, rolled up my sleeves, and reached into the depths of the unknown to pull out what was clogging the sink (without gloves :animedepr ).

The thing that was clogging the sink was a huge chunk of that fat from the leg of lamb we had that day, and also a few chunks of meat that hadn't been chewed at all.

I gave my brother the most horrible glare I could give him, and promised to flay him alive someday. I flushed the chunks down the toilet, scoured my hands raw, and left him to clean up the sink (and the whole bathroom as punishment).
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[SaiyanPrincessX]

[SIZE=1]I've had my share of lovely 'moments'. However, I haven't thrown up in along time; I honestly can't remember the last time. Until today.

I've been feeling under the weather since friday. Nothing major, just a scratchy throat and my nose was irritating me. Fast forward to today. I woke up feeling like crap. I forced myself to drive to school; I go to the local college for one class.

Normally when I get home I exercise, of course today I decided to take a brake. So I showered, and got into my pajamas, and layed on the couch in front of the t.v. I have to be at work by noon, so I decided to relax untill I had to go.

For lunch I made some Lipton Chicken Noodle soup. Its yummy stuff. So I had that, a few cups of it. As I was about to eat a third cup(mind you the cup isn't that big) I began to feel nauseous. I really don't know what triggered it exactly, because my stomach was fine up untill that point. I tryed to hold it back, but I knew I couldn't do it.

So there into that ivory toilet went all my soup. Its such a disgusting feeling. Luckily all I had in me was that soup, so thats all it tasted like. After a few good, nasty 'spills' I was through.

What makes this so funny is afterwards I blew my nose, and it was yellow with noodles, lol!

When I called my dad and told him I'd decided to call off work, and I told him about it, he cracked up - saying it sounded like something from a Jim Carrey movie. Haha.

So that is my most recent experiance. :p

I felt fine afterwards too..except for the cold symptoms I still have. So the nauscea is a mystery. Although it could have been the half Zinc I took before hand. I've noticed that Zinc does make me feel nauseated, so I started taking half and I'm normally fine, so who knows.[/SIZE]

[MadHatter]

That is simply dreadful. You may have that virus I heard was going around. Either way, drink a lot of liquids, get a lot of rest, and have an orange when you can. They actually help. And after your accidents...if it happens again, eat something salty to prevent it. It helps, honestly.

I can only hope you feel much better and that your symptoms are gone.

[ChibiHorsewoman]

[QUOTE=Chabichou][COLOR=#004a6f]My worst vomiting experience, like Dodeca, did not involve my own puke.

My younger brother had eaten way too much and began to feel ill, so he rushed to the bathroom and thankfully managed to reach the sink (I don't think its a good idea to puke in the toilet if you don't want toilet water splashing up on your face).

However, this time, I certainly wish her had used the toilet in stead of the sink. My brother had not only eaten way too much, he was eating so fast he didn't even chew properly, and therefore...yes, you guessed it, the sink clogged up with large chunks of food.

My brother had no clue how to unclog the sink (being absolutely useless with household chores) and so he called me to help him out. So I gathered up all my couraged and rolled up my sleeves, and reached into the depths of the unknown pull out what was clogging the sink (without gloves :animedepr ).

The thing that was clogging the sink was a huge chunk of that fat from the leg of lamb we had that day, and also a few chunks of meat that hadn't been chewed at all.

I gave my brother the most horrible glare I could give him, and promised to flay him alive someday. I flushed the chunks down the toilet, scoured my hands raw, and left him to clean up the sink (and the whole bathroom as punishment).[/COLOR][/QUOTE]

[color=#9933ff][font=lucida calligraphy][size=3]Chabichou PWNS all![/size]

I just don't think I can top that so I won't even bother to try... at least not yet.[/color][/font]

[Akieen Cloud]

as a mohter and an ex street rat, I have to get in on this, I have some bad ones myself. My first worse was when I was like 10, my mother and i didnt have alot of money back then so I never really ate all that well and sometimes even out of other places shall not mention, hence the street rat comment. well I was digging through some left overs and found some chinese, that rumor has it neve goes bad. Bs! I ate it being famished from not being able to eat for like 3 days, and felt better untill i started to do my kick boxing training and began to feel kinda ill, so I lay down on the mattress in my brothers and my club house and frankly passed out from the concotion of old chinse and flat soda ixing in my young system, an as a reaction my body disspelled the stuf making me sick, I woke up practiclly swimming in my own stomach acid. It was not pretty.

The other is a pregnancy story, birth rather. I was giving birth to my son when I began to get a rather familar copper taste in my mouth that I happen to get when I am moments away from pukeing, I ask for some ice cause if I drink i can push it down and not puke, but f core we're not allowed water which is dumb, its the same as ice just a liquid. well the ice didnt work out all that well and I rolled over to throw up to see my mom sitting in the seat I was aiming at and tried to tell her to move which didnt work of corse, and I know what you thinking, I threw up on her, but no, it wass actually kinda cool, out of no where my aunt hurls a bed pan and my mom catches it plus my puke, thank gods she played soft ball. lol.
[INDENT][SIZE=1][COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]Knuckles' Girl[/B], please improve your posts, it's full of spelling errors and you've been a member long enough to know we expect more. Try using a program like Word or Hotmail to spell check your posts first. ~SunfallE[/COLOR][/SIZE][/INDENT]

[Guest Osiris]

Well in the beginning of the year i had food posioning and i went over to my cousins house to sleep over there. around 8:00pm my stomach started to hurt and my body was chevering as if i was in a freezer but it was a hot room. then around 10:00 pm i thought i was about to die, my throut what about to burst my stomach felt like i was being stabbed a million times and i just had it that whole night i none stopped threw up , i didnt even go to bed. I threw up gastric jucies.

[Riku]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Tahoma]Like some, I rarely get sick ever, but when I do... it's the worst. It's like, a whole life of sickness bottled up into one, if you get what I mean.

Anyway, I haven't thrown up much, so this story doesn't mainly involve my puke, but... my dog's. Yes, my dog.

Well, it all started out one day where me and my dog, Pono (Hawaiian name, go figure. :P), were sitting on the couch one day, just lounging around and watching T.V. Right into a show we were watching, he sat up on my lap and started looking around drastically.

Needless to say, I was being stupid and lazy, telling him to sit down and what not. Next thing you know, he starts doing those convulsions with his head and making weird gaging sounds. I don't know, I was stupid because I didn't do squat, just asking what was the matter.

Then, out came the doggie puke... all over my clothes and some on my bare stomach. I thought it was so gross and I was so angry, but I felt sorry for the poor guy and it wasn't really his fault. So, I took him outside so he could get some fresh air while I quickly changed my clothes, washed the nastiness off and hung it outside to dry and took a shower.

It's all a good life- long lesson for me anyway, though. Every time I see him do a convulsion of some sort or making some weird gagging noise, I quickly run over to him, pick him up and hold him far away from my body and throw him outside so he can do his thing... well, not really throw outside, but you get what I mean. ;D

As for people puking, it's just stupid to make fun of them or be all like, "Ew! That is so gross!", because that doesn't help at all, it just makes the person feel much, much worse.

Let's grow up, 'kay? :][/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Anakoni Stark]

[quote name='Keyblade Wielder']this story doesn't mainly involve my puke, but... my dog's. Yes, my dog.[/quote]

[SIZE=1] weird, as I was reading your post, I realised nearly the samething happened to me.

I just got out of bed and recovering from very minor bacon burns [they were right when they said never go downstairs and cook bacon without your shirt on] so, I'm just sitting around when my puppy jumps into my lap and just throws up all over my shorts.

no signs of warning, Luxor [named after the casino, obviously] just let himself go, then what does he do?

he walks off like it never happened.

I sat there in disbelief, with dog vomit all over my shorts, and a little bit on my stomach.

my brother, who was sitting next to me while it happened, just laughed his head off.[/SIZE]

[eleanor]

[color=dimgray] Oh, the things I do for school.

Every once and a while I get a migraine, but not the kind you just wait out. It usually involves cold sweats, extreme nausea, and then a bought of vomiting that ends it all.

So, night before my chemistry final, I wake up at around 6 in the morning and I've got one of my migraines. I knew the thing would last about four hours, but I had to go to school by eight, and the only way to get rid of it fast is to make myself throw up.

I forced myself to eat something, and when my gag reflex started up I stuck my fingers down my throat. And seriously, this whole making yourself throw up doesn't happen in one try. I had to do this like four times until I really threw up.

Then my friends yelled at me for being an idiot when I told them about it. P:[/color]

[N64Goldeneye]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2]I don't throw up often but when I do, oh boy. Back in my junior year of high school (The last time I threw up), I was in class and I just had to go throw up. I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could but just as I reaced the restroom I threw up and it hit the door, splashing onto my still-open eyes. Ow.[/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2]To make matters worse, I slipped on my own vomit and fell in it.[/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2]And then the bell rang for next class.[/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2]Yay, me. I don't think I got a date that year after that.[/size][/font]

[Anakoni Stark]

[SIZE=1] it's weird. I think I've developed an intolerance to Frappuccinos.
Today I drank a venti chocolate chip, and it left this bloated feeling in me, so I purged it out of my system, in the parking lot of a Home Depot.

there lay two different coloured puddles, one pink and white [due my little brother ordering a strawberries and creme frap] and the other looking of mud and stomach acid [from the chocolate chip frap]

I also screamed before and during my vomit session, they [people leaving the cars into the store] looked at me as if I were schizophenic.[/SIZE]