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Post by msdemos on Apr 1, 2019 1:23:48 GMT
And, of course, why it did (or your best guess, if you don't know for sure).  SAVE FERRIS
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Post by Jep Gambardella on Apr 1, 2019 15:45:43 GMT
I drank the water in India once…
I used to go there often for one- or two-week jobs in factories all over the country. One time I had been in the factory for a few days already and the local guys I was working with knew to always ask the servers for bottled water for me, even though they themselves didn’t drink it – they drank from bottles that had been refilled. On one occasion, I asked the server for water directly, and he gave me a bottle that wasn’t sealed. I looked at it for a moment and I thought: “If I refuse it, I am going to look like an asshole arrogant foreigner who thinks he is too good to drink the same water that everybody drinks”. So I took it. BIG mistake. There is a reason why everybody says ”don’t drink the water”.
I was also sick from eating a sausage at the train station in Munich once. To make matters worse, it was just before catching an intercontinental flight back home. That was NOT a pleasant experience.
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Post by klawrencio79 on Apr 1, 2019 18:09:36 GMT
Once when I was bartending in Los Angeles, me and some co-workers went to grab a post-shift dinner at the Fridays around the block because it was the only thing open. I got a grilled chicken sandwich. Suffice it to say bad things were happening at both ends for the next 36 hours. Legit food poisoning, with the fever dreams and all. Nightmare fuel.
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Post by wickedkittiesmom on Apr 1, 2019 20:37:26 GMT
When I was working on a Greek island in the 70's, I drank what I thought was clean bottled water, turned out the cook at the vacation club I was working at was filling water at the tap, the water was stored in big tanks on the roof of the kitchen, everyone got dysentery. There were not many toilet and they had to be manually flushed by a bucket of water. What an experience!
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Post by divtal on Apr 1, 2019 21:30:11 GMT
Mine falls into the category of "not sure what it was." It happened after a Thanksgiving dinner, when I was in high school. I was the only one (of about 12) who got sick, so it's doubtful that any toxin was involved. I'm not a big/over eater, so gluttony didn't make sense, but that may have been it. We had the standard turkey, etc., fare. I'm not a big dessert eater, but Mom served lemon-meringue pie, which I loved (note the past tense), and I had 2 pieces. I went with my Dad, when he drove some folks home, and I was miserable by the time we returned. It was a 24-hour siege. I, probably, picked up some "bug," before the dinner, but I didn't have friends/school mates who were ill. But, this many decades later, I wouldn't be able to go near lemon-meringue pie.  |
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Post by Catman on Apr 2, 2019 2:39:13 GMT
Macaroni and cheese. The food itself was not at fault but rather a medication Catman was taking which had as a side effect intense nausea. Catman reached a point where the only foods he could eat without vomiting were cottage cheese, Wheat Thins, and popcorn. Even the antinausea medication and ginger did not help. Catman ate because he had to, not because he wanted to.
Finally Catman was able to switch to another medication, and after a few days, he experienced a feeling he hadn't had in quite some time: hunger! He celebrated with a pizza.
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Post by suzi on Apr 2, 2019 17:47:40 GMT
We had the best hamburgers we ever ate once in Oklahoma city, the next day we were so sick we couldn't get our heads up off the pillows. We had 2 little girls, and a 4 month old baby boy. I can't tell you how glad we were that we had gotten hot dogs for the girls so while we were so sick the girls felt fine and were their normal rambunctious. somehow we managed to feed them change diapers and keep the girls from killing each other.
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