Bile, you say? I thought it was green. And that sounds awful. I can't stand IV drips for a day, let alone a week!Master_Spartan117666 said:It's bile. Rather disgusting. Really acid-y.Gimelbub said:Food poisoning. I was throwing up every ten minutes and ruined three pairs of underwear. After my stomach had been emptied of everything else, I started throwing up some strange yellow goo. No idea what that was.
I would know, spent 4 days in hospital with a bad reaction between gastro and my insulin mixture, hurling that crap up every 2-ish hours, along with the worst headache I had, even my brother couldn't compare his hangovers to it. And on top of that, friggin' IV drips changed every day for a week.
I hate diabetes.
I'm going to hell for laughing at that arn't I?Tharwen said:The time I fucked up my toe so that it was excruciatingly painful every time I tried to move it, then it started spasming for about half an hour.
I think this here story wins, if you've actually 'died', then I doubt anyone else can do much better and live to post about it.reaper_2k9 said:Mine would be when I was about 6 I was helping move my mom and I. My grandmother and grandfather were also helping us move and only being 6 my help was rather limited. Well it was a hot day but I wasn't sick when we started but about half way through the move I began to vomit rather violently.
My grandmother made me sit and got me some sprite to drink, but I kept it up, she eventually got a thermometer to check my temp which was about 102. They rushed me to the hospital, where I clinically died, my heart stopped beating and what not.
Well I had apparently had dehydrated rather fast and my body had shut down, but I'm here now and its all good.
Next time you have to throw up in the middle of the night you shall have your revenge.Hollock said:my sister thinks it's funny to jump on me while I try to sleep, while I'm sick.
Hey I'm here now all i can remember is waking up with a tube down my throat and ruddy throat and doctors hovering over me.Sombra Negra said:I think this here story wins, if you've actually 'died', then I doubt anyone else can do much better and live to post about it.reaper_2k9 said:Mine would be when I was about 6 I was helping move my mom and I. My grandmother and grandfather were also helping us move and only being 6 my help was rather limited. Well it was a hot day but I wasn't sick when we started but about half way through the move I began to vomit rather violently.
My grandmother made me sit and got me some sprite to drink, but I kept it up, she eventually got a thermometer to check my temp which was about 102. They rushed me to the hospital, where I clinically died, my heart stopped beating and what not.
Well I had apparently had dehydrated rather fast and my body had shut down, but I'm here now and its all good.
To be on topic, I've never really been that sick. Having the shits is always crappy (pun definitely intended), it feels like my anal sphincter is burning for some reason.