Wow. 1.1 million reported cases. Plus all the unreported cases. I hope all our British dopers are all right and not stuck in the loo!
With a general population of 64 million and change, that is one hell of an epidemic:eek:
What better way to begin your new year’s resolution of losing some weight this year.
Ugh I had that 2 years ago. “Explosion” is right.
Well, no, 3,877 tested cases x 288 per each that go unreported = 1,100,000 estimate of total infections.
But still, one in 64 people, with an 8-week shedding cycle; that’s gonna get worse before it gets better!
Some of the infected were from cruise ships - yay! That means that it is likely to spread all over the world! And combine that with Christmas and New Years, when everyone is travelling everywhere…yikes.
I had it in November. I’ve never been so glad to have a waterproof bin near my bed, as I was that night…
Sadly I’ve put all the weight back on 
In other news, Madagascar has shut down all its ports.
As TruCelt said, that figure is an estimate including all the cases that go unreported. And I have no idea how they came up with the very precise number of 288 unreported cases for each confirmed case :dubious:
Ugh, norovirus is AWFUL. I’ve had it three times. The only upside to it (when you have a generally hale and hearty immune system) is that it runs its course relatively quickly. But being trapped in a shit-tastic cycle of “escalating aw-shit-I-don’t-feel-good → fuck I’m gonna hurl → huuuuuurl! → oh thank god, I’ll feel okay for about 2-5 minutes! → escalating aw-shit…” sucks balls.
On the OTHER hand, the last two bouts helped me get over my intense fear/anxiety about vomiting. You know it’s gonna happen and you can’t stop it. Face that enough and you get jaded! 
On the other OTHER hand, I barfed so much one time that I pulled a shoulder muscle really badly.
As a vom-phobic Brit who hasn’t hurled in 20-plus years, maybe I should just shut myself away in solitary confinement until summer 
I had it a couple months ago and found out that my system is very well timed. I vomited every 57 minutes for 6 hours.
I just came back from the UK visiting my family for Christmas. My sister came down with it on the 23rd (unreported because well what you gonna do - it is a virus she was a healthy adult…) and I appear to have imported it back to the US. Hit me on Monday this week just after I got back. Not a fun 15 hours of bathroom time. And I slept most of yesterday.
Feeling much better today - not fully better but man compared to Monday this is awesome.
You can only kill it with bleach so I will be disinfecting the house as soon as I have the energy. It can last for 7 days on hard surfaces :eek:
Oh Jesus fuck.
I had a 103 fever and a 6 hour night of shits and wanting to hurl over New Years, and I couldn’t figure out what it was.
God I hope that wasn’t it - I had a lot of friends at that party.
That’s the fun part. Norovirus laughs at alcohol based hand sanitizers. Wash them hands people! Of course it’s airborne as well…
I’m pukephobic as well but I’m resigned to the fact that someday I’m going to Norwalked.
:barf:
As an emetophobe, this unfolding news (the BBC is taking apparent delight in announcing the new, higher figure each day) does not make me feel better about going back to school on Monday.
Not as bad as the yolovirus.
yep. the couple of times I had it, the thing that made it somewhat bearable was after the initial round of heaving and spraying (gross enough yet?) I ate and drank nothing for the next 24h. this isn’t viable if you’re diabetic or already borderline dehydrated, but it seemed to work for me.
My kid had it when she was a toddler and landed in hospital overnight for IV fluids. Woudn’t wish that on anyone. Look after yourselves Britdopers.
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Now that is … amazing:eek::dubious:
I am not sure I would have the presence of mind to actually time myself …
Tell me about it - I picked up a norovirus a couple years ago, and being both diabetic and having CPPD that flares when I get dehydrated I get the special issue of losing the use of my feet. mrAru had taken my wheelchair to work with himself [it had been in the trunk of the car] so I called him and then crawled into the bathroom until he brought it home [a 50 mile trip from Hartford to home] On the plus side, he arrived with 2 gallons of sugarfree ginger ale, and a few bottles of sugar free gatorade. [trying immodium seems to make the back end part of the bug worse.] And had the rest of the day off. He didn’t get it, damn him. :mad:
It wasn’t presence of mind, but weird timing. The first time it happened, I was waiting for Downton Abbey to come on and threw up right on the hour. 45 minutes later I noticed that I felt like I was going to go again and my boyfriend said, “you almost made it to the end of the episode”. Out of morbid curiosity I noted that it took 45 minutes for that barfy feeling to come back, then 12 minutes to actually blow.
People who know me won’t be surprised by this. 