November last year. The first six pints were fine, as were the pizza and nachos. But I think the seventh was a bad pint. 
- Side-effect of the general anesthesia they used on me for my wisdom tooth surgery. I made it to the parking lot of the surgeon’s office before horking.
Prior to that, 1997, after-effect of a bad drinking binge in college. (The first and last time I ever threw up as a result of drinking. Ugh.)
Last weekend after a difficult Skype call I felt dizzy, had a strong headache and felt nauseous so I vomited. I’ve not had a migraine before so I doubt it was that; maybe just a hangover accompanied by some panic.
Before then it was over the Christmas period, after having nausea for a couple of weeks 
I found throwing up for several days gave much relief. I’m not particularly bothered about emptying my stomach if it makes me feel better. I’m more bothered about the stomach acids leeching into my esophagus so I always have something soothing to drink - at least water - afterwards.
A similar situation, two weeks ago. The bottle of pink cava, the white wine and the pizza were fine, but those two pints of Guinness must’ve been off…
I felt like a teenager. I haven’t chucked due to booze for years. But… I hadn’t had any alcohol for more than a month beforehand, so when I went out and drank at my normal rate, I totally couldn’t handle it.
Two to three years ago I was going in and out of renal failure. Pretty much about 30 minutes after eating anything. I’m better now. Don’t miss the vomit.
A few months ago at a party. The only thing that makes me puke is alcohol and general anesthesia, and together I average probably once a year.
Puking isn’t exactly enjoyable but it also doesn’t bother me too much. If something is going to convince me that I overindulge in alcohol, it’ll take more than puking.
Ran out of Prilosec and missed a couple days. That night I woke up and had to puke up acid.
Before my doc put me on Prilosec it happened at least a three times a month. I always kept a quart zip lock bag by the bed to use.
Yesterday morning, ate some meat the night before that tasted fine. On further inquiry it stayed on the stove 12 HOURS after being cooked :smack:
I’ve been pregnant three times in the last five years. Lots.
Last time was two days ago, about 9 p.m. I am very good at throwing up- I can get up to the bathroom, tie back my hair, take off my glasses, and puke. I usually spend the first twenty weeks of pregnancy throwing up all the time. Lots of practice.
Ouch, food poisoning. I’ve had that twice now in the last ten years or so, and both times it was spectacular and projectile out both ends.
I shall spare everyone the gory, gory details, suffice to say there’s no feeling in the world like running to the toilet and having to choose between two very IMMEDIATE and PRESSING urges, and hoping that one doesn’t happen while doing the other.
2002 in the waiting room at the Emergency Room. I can clear a room.
I fight against vomiting even when I’m feeling nauseated. I hate it so much, especially when it comes out the nose.
Ten minutes ago. Do I win?
Within the last year. No special story; had some stomach bug and vomited.
I honestly can’t remember. It was sometime around age 12-13 I think (I’m 31 now). I took an iron pill on an empty stomach. I haven’t even considered throwing up since then, and I’ve gone through a pregnancy and unmedicated labor as well as several bouts of gastroenteritis.
I tell everyone that I have strong feelings about the directionality of orifices. Tee hee.
I’ve only thrown up a few times in my life. All while pregnant. I threw up once with my last pregnancy seven years ago. Strawberry milk. Not the worst thing to taste coming back up and killed my craving for strawberry milk.
During my first pregnancy, when I threw up the first time in my life I didn’t know it was about to happen so I horked right into one of those big greenery planters in the middle of the mall.
Two and a half years ago.
Opiate withdrawals won’t kill you, but you’ll feel like, and wish that you were, dying.
I vurped recently, about a year ago, but I don’t think that counts since I swallowed it and it never left my mouth.
The Friday before Christmas. I was drinking Thursday night, but nowhere near enough to make me vomit. And seeing as there were no other hangover symptoms, I suspect I got a mild stomach bug of some kind.
I was feeling like being on the verge of puking all day, and actually did six or seven times…would have been more had I actually had anything in me. I was only taking in a small amount of water and even that I couldn’t hold down.
Can’t remember the exact date before then, but it was sometime in the summer, and that time it WAS due to alcohol…but not so much the quantity as the quality.
(Just because the shot of Jager is free, doesn’t mean I have to do it…)
Only once ever in my adult life, and that over ten years ago, in a context that involved too much schnapps.
I hope I haven’t jinxed myself by responding…
I’ve shared your pain!
In UK bathrooms, the sink is usually positioned conveniently near the toilet. I *may *have made use of this, more than once, during food poisoning in the past…