Last night I had a lovely time heaving my guts out every hour or so from 10 pm to 7 am and I got to thinking along the lines of Seinfeld. This was the first time I had vomited since September of 1999, so my streak (which I believe to be my longest) was almost 8.5 years.
How about you?
The last time I remember vomiting was in 2006. Before that, 2005. I think my streaks are not long at all, no longer than a year. It is very easy for me to vomit – as in, if I am nauseated, I would much rather get rid of it. Partly I think this is from being carsick and throwing up at the side of the road as a child. I can time it and everything.
13, maybe 14 years? The last time I remember throwing up was all over a Dr. Seuss Hop on Pop book so I was probably somewhere between 5 or 6.
I honestly can’t remember, so it was probably in the 80s, when I drank quite a bit.
1989 - 2004
Damn that tequila and damn that Norovirus - they make for rotten bookends.
It’s been a really long time.
Too bad I can’t say the same for the dogs…
Since I was 12. That would be … 1985. What do I win?
Tossing cookies is really rare for me. If you count the bit I spit up while in active hard labor with Dweezil, well, that would be 13.5 years. I don’t usually count that - it was a side effect of the “cramps” that really had nothing to do with the stomach.
Barring that, it would be very late in 1985. I ate a bad meatball sub from Subway and the next morning was praying for death. So that would be 22 years. Before that, maybe 10 years or thereabouts. I made it through two pregnancies with blessedly little nausea (though I did feel queasy a few times with Moon Unit, it never got to “that” point).
There have certainly been times where I’ve had stomach bugs that led me to the idea that hurling would be A Very Good Thing. Somehow the stomach never quite came to that conclusion.
I was on a cruise ship a week back. Let’s see… I barfed on three decks, a snorkel boat and into a volcano.
Last time I remember was when I was about 10 or 11. So that would have been 1990 or 1991. So about 17 or 18 years.
I have felt like it a few times since then, and thought it would be a good idea some of them, but everything has come out the right end so far.
Hm. That’d be December 22nd, 2000 to some time in the summer of 2006. Call it 5.5 years.
Early January, 2002 - Present, so 6 years now, wow.
The last time I threw up was in a trash can in school. Didn’t make it to the bathroom and had to settle for the trashcan. Didn’t even make it to the trashcan, really. I was too polite to leave the classroom until the teacher finished talking and didn’t realize my mistake until it was too late. :smack:
I think I’ve developed some type of vomit phobia since then, since I’m unreasonably afraid to vomit. There were some times where I was really sick, and I knew that throwing up would make me feel better, but my body just fights it now to keep that feeling down, which probably makes me feel sicker in the long run.
Walking home from a barbeque in May of 2000. I let loose with an elk cheeseburger and quite a bit of Henry Weinhard’s finest all over the side of a local Safeway.
I last vomited in 1985, when I foolishly attended a cocktail party after work on an empty stomach. On the way home, I hurled all over the commuter train platform. Yeah, that was fun. 
Last year I ate some bad fish in our cafeteria, and wanted to barf, and needed to barf, but I never did. Isn’t that how it goes–you puke when you don’t want to, and can’t puke when you do.
You and me both, my friend.
I haven’t thrown up since a nasty stomach virus attacked me 3 or 4 years ago. And even then, when my boyfriend and our roommate got it and both vomited at least half a dozen times, even when there was nothing left, I only did once.
It’s a strange mind-over-matter thing.
Prior to that it was 2002. November 21st. Me and another bridesmaid tried to finish all the leftover champagne at our friend’s wedding.
Brides always say “Oh, you could wear your bridesmaid dress again!”
Not that one.
I’m not sure about my longest no vomit streak, but my longest vomit streak was probably the time I yakked out the car window on the way home from a party - that streak was at least 100 yards!
Sometime in fall 2005, courtesy of some wickedly potent sangria on an empty stomach.
I’m pretty sure that’s been my longest streak, since I had a notoriously unstable stomach as a kid and threw up almost constantly whenever I was sick. I followed my pukey childhood with a few years in the rave scene (surprise, drugs made me puke too), got food poisoning a couple of times (bad enough to make me spend one night curled up on the bathroom floor hoping for death), and had a handful of wild nights out where alcohol decided to make a swift exit (the last being the one above).
I’ve calmed down a lot since then… and so has my stomach. 
Still, I’m sure that if I ever get pregnant, I’ll have the world’s worst case of morning sickness for the entire 9 months.
I went a long time without puking – maybe eight or ten years – but then went on a bit of a puking streak – twice a year, it seemed like. Fortunately, that’s tapered a bit over the last few years.
Last time I had a bug, I called up the hospital in the middle of the night – feeling like I had already thrown up quite enough to establish that yes, I was sick – and said, “Can you please prescribe me an antiemetic, stat?” It seemed to work. Anyone else every done that? For me, throwing up is the most horrible sensation in the world, and one I would do practically anything to avoid. Bulimia is pretty high on the list of Things I Just Don’t Understand.
I threw up a lot during my childhood (nerves and/or overeating), and a few times as a collegian (alcohol-induced). However, I got my degree in 1981, and don’t remember throwing up since then. Of course, now that I’ve mentioned it, I’ll fall victim to the free-throw shooter’s jinx. “Jackson has made 27 straight from the line – whoops, she just airballed that attempt!”