yup
have vague memories of writhing round on the bed in the throes of post-thali gutwrenchitis for a few days. Both of us.
Puking up my ringpice and antimalarials.

The 2 day train ride across to Goa from Delhi, with the tail end of this poisoning, and a particularly heavy uterineshedding to boot was particularly memorable.
We recall it everytime we have peanutbutter and jam on toast
(maggotriddendirtbox fast, feral and sharp as a tack since, Sun 10 Jan 2010, 10:07, Reply)