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So, December 30th, the night before I flew back to NYC I met my good friend John, and new friend Riley in downtown Salt Lake City for dinner before catching the red eye flight back to Manhattan. We had a wonderful dinner, got caught up on gossip and each other's lives, and enjoyed the gorgeous recent snow fall.
Let me break down the timeline of what happened next:
9:30pm: Enjoyed a lovely dinner and quite spectacular Cobb Salad at Red Rock.
12:05 am: Departed SLC feeling fine.
6:00am: Arrived at JFK airport feeling slightly woozy (not uncommon after a red eye flight and no sleep).
7:00am: Got on the E train subway heading to Manhattan.
7:25am: Felt a wave a nausea, broke out in a cold sweat, and nearly passed out on the train.
7:28am: Prayed like I have not prayed in a long time that I would not hurl on the rush hour packed express train.
7:31am: Arrived at a random stop in Queens. Rushed out of the train with my luggage and puked into a garbage can on the platform (HUMILIATING!!!).
7:40am: Got on the next train thinking (foolishly) the worst was over.
7:50am: Arrived in midtown. Repeat of 7:31am mishap.
7:55am: Got in a cab to go the rest of the way home. Continued my prayer to make it home without incident.
8:10am: Arrived at my apartment building. Could not make it to the 5th floor. Illegally broke into the apartment below mine and puked in their toilet (no one is living there and the door was miraculously unlocked).
8:20am- next 32 hours): Wore a path between my bed and the bathroom with painful intervals about every 20 minutes. At one point made a bed on the bathroom floor out of towels because I simply did not have the strength to return to my room.
December 31st, 11:59pm: Listened to my neighbors count down to the new year with my cheek pressed against the toilet seat (it felt so cool). Tried to be optimistic by looking at this as a full body cleanse to start 2010 off right.
January 2nd, 10:00am: After sleeping about 20 hours after the final 'cleansing' I woke up famished and craving scrambled eggs.
3 comments:
I feel your pain...we've had a bug in our home that is wreaking havoc on our home. For some reason, noone seems to make it to the toilet bowl before they hurl so the carpets have taken a beating. Thank heavens for the rug doctor.
I like your analogy on the new year cleansing. If only it were that easy to get rid of all the rest of the junk in our lives. :)
Got your New Year's text. Karyn...NOOOOO. Food poisoning is the worst. Simply the worst. Damn that Red Rock! I'm actually not a fan myself. Not at all.
So glad you started off with a cleanse.
We all got that killer bug in UT over Christmas too and literally at one point death seemed like the only reprieve. I feel/felt your pain. I got it New Year's Eve at 11pm and the first trip to puke came in just after midnight.
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