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Worst/most embarrassing bout of vomiting you have ever endured?

tommy21

If you passed a man inexplicably screaming over the side of the Connor Pass today in Kerry, that was me suffering from food poisoning ... 5 hours to get back to Cork and 8 scenic stops along the way. I have aged ten years. Thankfully it didn't progress further than throwing up!

A few bus loads of tourists passed too, all agog but was too sick to care.

Now that I can converse for a few minutes without destroying my laptop with projectile vomiting, what is the worst or most embarrassing bout you have ever experienced?

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Scráib

Usually on a night out I eat a burger and knock back a few pints of water to kill the next days hangover.

One night I didn't and drank loads of Bavaria. The next day I was in ribbons, couldn't eat, couldn't drink, couldn't even get off the couch.

I was watching a DVD and a funny bit came up, I started laughing hard, then my stomach gave a lurch, so I stopped laughing and ran to the jacks.

Worst. Hangover. Ever. Nowadays there's no way I'd go for a night out without having water or food. It was pure horrible!

[Deleted User]

It was a few years ago when I was still in secondary school.

Me and a few friends had a joint as we would normally have done. I of course pulled a whitener...

Sitting at a table in abra, sweat pouring from me (cold night), not able to move, gawking out the window. Next thing bbblllllaaaarrrgghhhh all over the floor.

The poor girl working there had to clean it up

I went back the next day and left €50 in a envelope for her and never heard from her again!

flyton5

Christmas Eve a few years back I was working the 4pm to midnight shift on A&E reception with a vomiting bug. Typically no-one believed I had a vomiting bug so they refused to cover my shift thinking I was just hangover. Made it to about 10pm before I passed out from vomiting so much. Woke up on a hospital stretcher in the A&E department I was supposed to be checking people into.

Few days later the manager made some snide comment about having too much to drink and not being fit to work. Had great fun pulling my casualty card out've the drawer and accusing her of endangering the health of myself and the rest of the A&E staff...the look on her face as she profusely apologised was excellent. I left the job soon after...

Brendog

While at funderland a few years ago all of my friends except for 1 had gotten sick.

This guy was very pleased with himself and thought he was just the dogs bollox. He went and got some cotton candy to prove he was feeling fine. When he ordered it this old (very old) woman gave it to him.
After his first bite I told him the reason the candy was extra fluffy was because the old (very old) woman had but some of her "carpet" hair in it.
He looked at the candy on the stick and turned green.

We each hi-5'd each other as he puked on the counter.:pac:

The puke flowed over the counter and into the cotton candy machine, shooting it up into the air in a spray, covering everything.
We had to drag him away before we got in some serious trouble.

AAAAAAAHHH

AudreyHepburn wrote: »

Junior cert Sience exam. I had a terrible tummy bug and was in and out of the classroom every five minutes I'd say! Luckily the examiner was very understanding and the loo was only just outside the door.

I was fine the next day although exhausted. And I managed to pass the exam (just about!) which I'm quite proud of because if you saw the state of me!

Lucky you passed Sience to make up for your Eglish exam.

tommy21

Some excellent stories here, I'm still having flashbacks to my five hour nightmare trip. Keep them coming

xzanti

Coming home from a school trip to Paris when I was about 13, I'm not sure if I got food poisoning or just made a complete pig of myself on the boat but it was the worst, smelliest and most painful bout of vomiting I have ever endured..

The bus driver kept having to stop en route back from Rosslare to Meath, he eventually got sick of stopping and gave me a big bag to puke into.. So the bus stank all the way home.. Needless to say I was everyone's best friend by the time we got home!! It was mortifying

cynder

dropping my daughter to school, i pucked up right outside her school:eek: in the street:eek:, i was 6 weeks pregnant with my second child, morning sickness.:mad:

Morning sickness on the bus, geting of the bus, in shops, at work, i was that bad i burst all the blood vessls in my face, neck, eyes and lips. I was put into hospital to be rehydrated.

Oh yeh

i once drank a straight vodka and puked it back into my lap (in the middle of a bar)

Asphyxia

I went out for my boyfriend's Mum's birthday last month. The night started great but later on in the night my boyfriend's father kept buying drinks and then moved on to spirits. I was drinking quite fast to try and keep up but I felt really sick. Last thing I remember was sitting in the toilet of the pub floor with my boyfriend's mum puking my guts up. They wont let me live it down haha!

AudreyHepburn

AAAAAAAHHH wrote: »

Lucky you passed Sience to make up for your Eglish exam.

Erm....what?

orourkeda

I used to suffer from migraines as a teenager and used to get sent home from school regularly.

One day I'd just returned from lunch at home. I'd had a cup of vegetable soup and bread. I felt a migraine coming and within about 5 minutes I'd projectile vomited the remnants of the soup and bread all over my desk. I was promptly sent home again

scientific1982

Two bad ones:

1. Puking all over myself and I mean all over myself. Then spending about half an hour on a packed bus full of drunk teenagers when I was about 15.

2. Puking and emptying my bowles simultaneously after a bad dose of gastroenteritis only to find the water was off that day and my sexy housemate had to use the bathroom after me. Not good.

ibarelycare

Brendog wrote: »

While at funderland a few years ago all of my friends except for 1 had gotten sick.

This guy was very pleased with himself and thought he was just the dogs bollox. He went and got some cotton candy to prove he was feeling fine. When he ordered it this old (very old) woman gave it to him.
After his first bite I told him the reason the candy was extra fluffy was because the old (very old) woman had but some of her "carpet" hair in it.
He looked at the candy on the stick and turned green.

We each hi-5'd each other as he puked on the counter.:pac:

The puke flowed over the counter and into the cotton candy machine, shooting it up into the air in a spray, covering everything.
We had to drag him away before we got in some serious trouble.

That didn't really happen, did it?

Pauleta

I went to primary school with a politicians son. He had a birthday party and i got sick all over his kitchen floor.

Littlegirllost

my worst was on holiday in Greece, outside a fancy restaurant with loads of people around! ran off then, was awful!

orourkeda

Alcoholism has to be the most entertaining disease ever.

[Deleted User]

Morning after a one night stand and a very very heavy night...I wake up to this guy trying to get frisky again, feeling fine I go along with it then all of a sudden my hangover hits me like a f*cking freight train and I can feel the puke making it's way up. So I push him off on to the floor and manage to get out the word "toilet" before the puke starts to fill my mouth and I'm holding it in with all I can. His room was on the top floor of a 3 storey flat, and ofcourse the only toilet was on the ground floor (genius idea that is...) so he leads the way down the stairs, not in too much of a rush because he had no idea just what was about to happen. Got to the 2nd floor and I couldn't hold it no more so it flies out my mouth hitting him square in the back and the head, all over the stairs, walls, everything!
After I eventually made it to the toilet and let the rest do it's thing, gave my mouth a wash out with water and washed my face a bit, go back up to his room to lie down and die because I had to wait on my friend coming round for me because I didn't even know where I was...I lie down on the bed and he comes back in, just whips off his puked cover tshirt and gives his head a wipe with the clean side of it, the just gets back into the bed the try and get some again! Like seriously...does nothing put guys off getting a bit of action?!?? I stank, he stank thanks to me, and I hadnt even brushed my teeth or nothing after puking so I'm guessing my mouth stank like something fierce! I wouldn't have touched me with a barge pole!!

Or there was the time I actually threw up while having sex...that constant rocking motion with a stomach full of a very sensible mixture or cheap wine, tequila, sambuca and corona is definately not a winning combination

Although it wasn't my bed so it was ok!

up for anything

Deleted User wrote: »

Morning after a one night stand and a very very heavy night...I wake up to this guy trying to get frisky again, feeling fine I go along with it then all of a sudden my hangover hits me like a f*cking freight train and I can feel the puke making it's way up. So I push him off on to the floor and manage to get out the word "toilet" before the puke starts to fill my mouth and I'm holding it in with all I can. His room was on the top floor of a 3 storey flat, and ofcourse the only toilet was on the ground floor (genius idea that is...) so he leads the way down the stairs, not in too much of a rush because he had no idea just what was about to happen. Got to the 2nd floor and I couldn't hold it no more so it flies out my mouth hitting him square in the back and the head, all over the stairs, walls, everything!
After I eventually made it to the toilet and let the rest do it's thing, gave my mouth a wash out with water and washed my face a bit, go back up to his room to lie down and die because I had to wait on my friend coming round for me because I didn't even know where I was...I lie down on the bed and he comes back in, just whips off his puked cover tshirt and gives his head a wipe with the clean side of it, the just gets back into the bed the try and get some again! Like seriously...does nothing put guys off getting a bit of action?!?? I stank, he stank thanks to me, and I hadnt even brushed my teeth or nothing after puking so I'm guessing my mouth stank like something fierce! I wouldn't have touched me with a barge pole!!

Or there was the time I actually threw up while having sex...that constant rocking motion with a stomach full of a very sensible mixture or cheap wine, tequila, sambuca and corona is definately not a winning combination Although it wasn't my bed so it was ok!

I find this post more than a bit sad.

Ann22

Some great stories here:D. The worst most violent puking I've ever experienced was travelling to hospital suffering from migraine at 9wks pregnant. God it was awful! The worst journey ever! The lights, the motion! I had my head in a plastic bag the whole way and my head was throbbing. All they could give me in casualty was a paracetamol suppository.

I had a really bad chest infection once. I was at work and this girl was telling me a big long serious story about her granny being ill or something and I took a fit of coughing, one of those tickly throat ones where you're choking. I couldn't stop to say anything to her about my predicament:(.
I had my hand across my mouth trying to keep my stomach down. I couldn't bring myself to run off and leave her there with her eyes full of tears so I just stood there barking into my head, my eyes streaming. Then I felt the dreaded, here it's coming up my neck sensation:(...and my mouth filled with puke...and I was still coughing.. The girl without changing her tone said 'are you getting sick?' I frantically nodded, eyes streaming and puke pumping into my mouth and nose....'you'd better go to the toilet then'. I dashed to the toilet passing surprised co-workers, projectile vomit spewing from me the whole way. By the time I got to the bowl it was finished:o.

Zen65

Apologies for posting this, but it's the best vomiting scene I've ever seen.

Z

rannerap

THIS is the best puke scene ever

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bthYce-LsNQ

[Deleted User]

Back in 2005 when I threw up on a bus going from Listowel to Limerick. Part of an anxiety attack.

From 1993 to 2004 I hadn't been sick even once!

Snowie

when i worked in ski resorts i was ****ing liquid while puking in to the shower at the same time while laughing:D

kylith

The worst puke I ever had was when I was in college. I'd drank a fair bit and was being ill when my jaw decided to stick open (this happens occasionally and it takes about 6 hours to click back in). Being sick when you can't spit all the yuck out is extra horrible.

Babalons

In the Guinness Store house.... on every floor on the way through the tour! Then up the lift to the sky bar, half an pint of lovely stout later back in the lift and BLAH!

A great second day of my yank cousins hols.

Nulty

Superbus wrote: »

Middle of a football match, while I had the ball.

Similar but I didn't have the ball. The manager told me not to leave the pitch and to get sick ON it!

Another one was drunk in a mates house, I was very sensitive about it...got it all over the walls and such - I barely remember a thing but his sister remembers cleaning it up.

bigneacy

A few years ago, I was at a family wedding in Madrid. It was a very swanky affair. The reception was in the Ritz with silver service, each table had their own butler etc., now... the open bar should have rang alarm bells (irish+open bar= disaster). So me and some older cousins decided it would be best if we started to do some tequila shots, as you do. After breaking through the language barrier with the bar man we had a quiet understanding for the remainder of the evening!

I was only 16 at the time. So i was really badly hammered come home time (we weren't staying in the Ritz, instead, in some cheap place over the other side of the city)

As far as I was concerned, I got a taxi home, went to my room and went to bed where i slept soundly until the next morning. Turns out, I did nothing of the sort.

I woke up the next morning to face a room covered in puke and... other stuff....

Luckily i was in a room on my own... Turns out, however, I was still very drunk. I tried to clean it up with the bed sheets, my clothes, towels and anything else i could find. I didn't know what to do with them so I hid them in the wardrobe and went back to bed.

I went out later that day and when I came back the room was spotless clean and my clothes were dry cleaned and left in a neat pile on my bed.

Needless to say I got a knock at the door a few minutes later with my not very impressed mother on the other side.

Never been as drunk since.

tommy21

bigneacy wrote: »

A few years ago, I was at a family wedding in Madrid. It was a very swanky affair. The reception was in the Ritz with silver service, each table had their own butler etc., now... the open bar should have rang alarm bells (irish+open bar= disaster). So me and some older cousins decided it would be best if we started to do some tequila shots, as you do. After breaking through the language barrier with the bar man we had a quiet understanding for the remainder of the evening!

I was only 16 at the time. So i was really badly hammered come home time (we weren't staying in the Ritz, instead, in some cheap place over the other side of the city)

As far as I was concerned, I got a taxi home, went to my room and went to bed where i slept soundly until the next morning. Turns out, I did nothing of the sort.

I woke up the next morning to face a room covered in puke and... other stuff.... Luckily i was in a room on my own... Turns out, however, I was still very drunk. I tried to clean it up with the bed sheets, my clothes, towels and anything else i could find. I didn't know what to do with them so I hid them in the wardrobe and went back to bed.

I went out later that day and when I came back the room was spotless clean and my clothes were dry cleaned and left in a neat pile on my bed.

Needless to say I got a knock at the door a few minutes later with my not very impressed mother on the other side.

Never been as drunk since.

Like something out of spud in trainspotting

I hope you bought her something nice for that?:D

ordinary_girl

The worst bout of vomiting I had was when I got food poisoning. Luckily I was at home but it went on from about 7pm to 3am, I was in bits and it was so painful :eek: Previous to that I hadn't been sick for 8 years, ruined a good record! Haha

Tarzan_man

Most embarrassing eh? I don't get easily embarrassed and I can shake off most of my horrible social faux pas of puking and other drunken antics, but this memory sticks out in my mind as being the most embarrassing for me, and I felt terrible after it. Wasn't even on the sauce as well.

When I was much younger, maybe around 10 or 11, it was the day after Easter and my good friend at the time invited me along with his family to Courtown. With images of mini golfin' my day away at Pirates Cove I was most up for it. So he arrived and I hopped in the car fairly lively.

The drive was going grand but after about 30 minutes I felt a little sick. Didn't think much of it because I was so excited about the little trip. About 10 minutes later I felt a little sick again and had a little burp to clear my tummy.

Que instant projectile vomiting of about 6 easter eggs I had eaten the day before. I covered the back of the driver's seat, the floor and most of the surrounding area in a thick brown slurry of chocolate vomit.

It just kept coming. Never ending. The smell of chocolate vomit was a very, very odd smell. Sweet, rich and yet absolutely disgusting at the same time.

They pulled in at the side of the road and I continued my nasty brown chocolately vomiting for a further 5 minutes. They turned the car around and dropped little ole pukey me home. I felt like an absolute tosspot and thought I ruined their whole day, but they told me I was grand and were really understanding but I still felt dire about the whole ordeal.

They journey'd on to Courtown and still had a great day I was told and I sat at home and was puking nothing but stomach acid intermitedly for the rest of the day.

I don't eat much easter eggs nowadays anymore.