Anonymous wrote:I got food poisoning at in-office interview during law school. We were at the tail end of lunch at a very upscale restaurant when it hit so I'm assuming it's whatever I ate at the hotel that morning for breakfast, which I don't even remember. It was so awful. The associates were lingering and chatting, while I started sweating and went to the bathroom for a couple extended visits. Then we went BACK to the office for my final interviews. At the first one I said I had to use the bathroom and basically exploded once I got in there. Was completely horrified to come out of the women's room and find my male interviewer standing there waiting for me. I can't even imagine what he heard. I made some apologies to cut the interviews short and went back to spend the night in my hotel bathroom. It sucked because I had dinner plans with a friend in that city and had to beg off. I remember she made some suggestions (maybe just soup?) but I had stuff coming out both ends by that point so anything was out of the question.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Vietnam street food. A year of diarrhea, dehydration, meds and hospitals to get rid of a parasitic infection. Zero stars, do not recommend.
Like, in Vietnam?
Anonymous wrote:Is salmon a common culprit?
Anonymous wrote:I ordered take out when I was postpartum and it was that night I learned what it’s like to vomit constantly in the toilet so hard it came out of my nose while also breast feeding a newborn.
That night I thought to myself, literally there is no way life can get worse. And I was right! Even in the darkest days of 2020 I was not nursing a newborn w a towel over them so my nose vomit didn’t get on them
Anonymous wrote:Ten years ago, had a steak from outback.brought my dog home the bone and leftovers. Hours later, wake up to the dog crapping uncontrollably and then I started soon after. Cleaning up dog diarrhea while also shitting and puking your brains out is not the best. Good luck, OP
Anonymous wrote:My future sister-in-law and I were driving back to college together, a 12+ hour haul. We ate at some burrito place for lunch, and pushed on hoping to make the drive in one day. It snowed heavily, and traffic came to a halt on the highway as folks had to chain up to cross a particular mountain pass.
At some point, my stomach started to ache terribly and I started bleaching. Embarrassing! But it got worse - both the snow and the stomach ache. Traffic was dead stopped. I started to vomit. We scrambled to find me a bag to puke in. It sucked. But then I started to have a terrible, horrible urge to poop. Like it wasn't a choice at all, it was going to happen. Traffic was not moving, there was no where to go. I got my future sister-in-law to hold up a sheet in an attempt to cover for me, and I proceeded to have terrible, farting, smelly diarrhea on the highway. It was humiliating.
Finally traffic started to crawl up the hill, and we continued on. I puked and shat my way to the next highway turn off about fifteen miles later, where she stopped at a bunch of places before she found TWO mediocre motel rooms and we waited it out for about a day until I could stand upright again. She was very kind about it, but she still teases me to this day.