My Worst VomitWe all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
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chthonic, Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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In my mummy's faceI must've had a weaker stomach when a child, as the two worst stories of vomiting are from pre-school times. The first, but with the most lasting damage ensued after my Auntie babysat a three-year old me on a saturday night. She fed me a whole box of black magic chocolates (a two tier one no less), topped off with coke, which resulted in some major bedtime chunder. I covered a large part of my pink carpet and my little pony wallpaper in thick viscous chocolate puke, which needless to say, stained quite badly. Mum wasn't pleased...
But she was less pleased when she came to check on me in the middle of the night when i was about five. I was sound asleep (I remember none of this) when I opened my eyes to find my mum staring back at me, inches from my face, the fright was enough for me to vomit. In my mummy's face. My dad woke to find my mum running round the landing screaming 'Terry! Terry! I'm blind!'. After the sick was washed from her eyes, they found me in bed, sound asleep, sick in my hair, as if nothing had happened.
Little girls aren't always sweet...
Yeeeee! First post!
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 15:39, Reply)
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