ok so i went with my family (because they were visiting me and my sis) to this chinese restaurant here in town. Me and my sis wanted to take our parents to a nice restaurant (applebees) instead of the usual chinese buffet they usually go to all the time. So, on our way to this nice restaurant dad says he wants chinese, i argue for like 20 minutes that i didnt want chinese i wanted to take him somewhere nice for a change and since IM paying we're going where i want.
yea.....so i lost that battle.
we went to the chinese restaurant. get home about an hour later....its 7:30 pm....we're all changed into our night clothes and are settling in for the night. well....my stomach starts hurting. so im thinking maybe i drank too much juice or something *lol i know but so true* so i go upstairs and when i get to the sewing room i try to sit down for a second and i get hit with pains so sharp and intense i cant even stand up straight....im doubled over *and then some* with the pain.
i tried calling out to my family but i couldnt suck in enough air to call out.
so im on the floor in unbearable agony clutching my stomach SCREAMING (without making any noise) and knocking my head into the floor for about ten or fifteen minutes before my sis comes upstairs. she sees me and then asks me if i wanna go to the hospital...i tell her no. it'll go away....i hope. so then she asks me if i want my dad to come upstairs. i tell her no im ok.
10 minutes later i give up, im in so much pain i dont care. dad comes up, gets on the floor with me ( and im crying and shaking and my hair is alll over the place) so he picks me up and is about to take me outside and i tell him to sit me the hell down i need to get some clothes on cuz all i had was a short nightgown on that barely covered me and im sorry but i dont care if im dying you aint sending me nowhere without decent clothes. so after they dress me (the whole time im like on the verge of hyperventilation, moaning, occasional screaming, and alot of grunting ) and they dont know their way to the hospital. (shoulda grabbed my gps) so it takes us i swear 25 minutes for what should be a simple 10 minute trip. granted its dark, and where in a new major city. so yea.
The Doc said it was severe food poisoning.
And i looked at my dad and said:
"We should have went to applebees."
"yes sarah....i know. i'll listen to you next time."
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I was in an office job at the time, and went white as a sheet. tried to get on a train and felt too rotten. after half an hour managed to get on, only to feel dreadful, got off the train, and lay in a park for an hour in agony. I haven't eaten chicken shnitzel since. the amazing thing is no-one at all stopped to see if I was alright. humanity has gone to the dogs.
