Tossing your cookies: Where you'd prefer NOT to have to do it!

[Buck_Godot]

similar to aruvqan’s story, after the first time I gave blood, I started up to quickly and was told by the attendants to lie down. Unfortunately I didn’t do it soon enough and the short head rush led me to vomit straight up and then back down over my face and shirt. The attendents were real nice about it and even gave me a bio hazard bag to take my shirt home in, which was given a place of prominence in my dorm room (the bag not the shirt).

[nearwildheaven]

@Guinastasia

I went to Catholic school, and whenever there was a special Mass, and they’d break out the incense, someone would always end up puking. Most of the time, they got outside in time, but once someone didn’t, and it was all over the vestibule. Ugh!

I go to an Episcopal church, and they sometimes break out the incense too. It reminds of paperwhites, in that a little of that scent goes a VERY long way.

[nearwildheaven]

@Machine_Elf

I forgot about one spectacular occasion that took place nearly 20 years ago. I was in a hospital bed, recovering from a pelvic arteriogram that took place in the morning. I had been instructed to drink plenty of water to help flush the x-ray contrast dye from my blood. I had also been instructed to lie still on my back for several hours so that the incision in my femoral artery (for the dye injection catheter) could heal without tearing open.

My body wasn’t reacting well to the contrast agent and whatever other things they had injected. After eating a sandwich for lunch (and drinking even more water), I felt I was going to throw up. Didn’t want to get up (the femoral artery incision…), so I pushed the nurse-call button, but too late: flat on my back, I barfed all over my face, neck, and chest, leaving the back of my head submerged in a pool of vomit. The nurse who arrived seconds after that was later overheard describing it to someone else as “the biggest emesis [she] had ever seen.”

They were able to wiggle the soiled sheets out from under me and replace them with clean ones, and they cleaned up my face/hair as best they could. But I wasn’t allowed to get out of bed to go to the bathroom and scrub up for several more hours. Not my best hair day.

I’m wondering how you managed to eat a sandwich flat on your back!

[gigi]

@Guinastasia

I went to Catholic school, and whenever there was a special Mass, and they’d break out the incense, someone would always end up puking. Most of the time, they got outside in time, but once someone didn’t, and it was all over the vestibule. Ugh!

I never actually puked but usually felt faint on Good Friday – fasting all day and then standing through the Passion. My father had to take me outside for air one time, which was highly irregular – we were supposed to sit (OK, sit, stand, kneel, repeat) quietly in Mass/services. I could tell he was annoyed at my weakness!

[Mr.Goob]

Once and only one have I drank alabama slammers. Been wary of blenders for 20 years come to think of it…

Anyways, my buddy is passed out in the backseat and his very pissed off girlfriend is driving at 60 down the thruway in the pouring rain. I’m hanging out the passenger window hurling. No she did not stop. She is one of my best friends to this day, whenever I want to tease her I bring up her cruelty.