When I got home from Iguana Mack's last night. I started to feel a little sick in the stomach. I figured a few beers combined with bar food ain't always a good mix. But I've done it several times before, and came out relatively unharmed. I went to bed, and started to have minor stomach pains. No big deal, I figured I'd sleep it off.
3:30 AM. I wake up in such pain that I couldn't lay down without it hurting even more. I tried to go back to sleep, only to be woken up by the pain.
I made my way to the toilet. I sat on the floor of the toilet, to see if I would throw up. The pain got worse and worse. It pretty much became unbearable. So the first time in my life, I made myself throw up. It was pretty disgusting, it took several attempts, and I was finally able to make myself hurl. I started to feel a little better. The stuff I threw up was from eating chipotle earlier that day. The steak was waaay under cooked, and sometimes under cooked meat messes with my stomach. it will be a long time until I pay Chipotle a visit.
The pain continued but was nowhere compared to what it was a couple of hours before. Once I got home the pain slowly started going away. I have no pain right now. But I do feel a little nauseous. Taking it easy, firing up the Netflix on my blu-ray player. Avoiding my Xbox 360.
I've gotten food poisoning many times before. But nothing as severe and painful as this experience. I never want to go trough it again!
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