Was it the pad thai, the massaman curry, or none of the above? All I know is it was making me really sick. The first time I made it to the toilet bowl easily with anticipation after the Alka-Seltzer made me feel more queasy. Then I lay down and closed my eyes, hoping the nausea would disappear. Next thing I know happy guy is asking me how I feel, I reply not too good, and I have to run to the bathroom. This time I don’t make it and I vomit all over my clothes and in the bathroom doorway. Poor happy guy goes to get a bucket and takes my clothes to be washed by the lady.
I lay down again and I vomit one more time, a little water followed by dry heaves, and I cannot even get up from bed. Thankfully, I had a bucket and I was able to aim after missing the first time and vomit landing on the floor. What a mess! At this point, happy guy told me he was going to take me to the hospital because I looked pale and weak. I knew I wasn’t going to die from some vomiting episodes, and there was no way in hell I was going to the hospital. I told him to wait until morning, and thankfully I never vomited again!