Quotes About Vomiting

The use of IV replacement of electrolytes and fluids should be in a time when someone is unable to keep fluids down. If your hangover is so bad that every time you drink a sip of Gatorade, you instantly vomit, and you're actively being dehydrated, absolutely you need replacement via an IV.

There is nothing worse than sitting in a ballpark and somebody is vomiting behind you.

Tonstant Weader fwowed up.

I was struggling man. I had a stomach ache. I was throwing up, I was just feeling bad. I couldn't sleep.

Her cheeriness grates as always, but with Jennifer he senses that it is a true reflection of her inner self and not some act, and that stops him from vomiting his disdain onto her scarf. One doesn't shout at a lame girl for her limp, or upbraid a blind man for his lack of sight. She is entitled to her disability.

She had brushed her teeth before vomiting as well, never able to utterly crush the optimistic streak in her nature.

Seasickness… is caused… by the disturbance… to the inner ear " he said. " You just need… to… look… at… the horizon…" His last words disappeared as he vomited violently over the side of the boat. "What's wrong " "Doctor Death is seasick.

have the syndrome, Mrs. MacNeil. For example, the untidiness; the pugnacity; behavior that's socially embarrassing; the automatism; and of course, the seizures that made the bed shake. Usually, that's followed by either wetting the bed or vomiting, or both,

La gente se enamora y no vomita, por eso se envenena.

Às vezes era capaz de me fazer vomitar a mim próprio, a sério que sim.

Imagine that. Vomiting until all that was left to sick up was your own blood!

Armando appeared in the door of the bathroom with his gun drawn, because in his world even a vomiting woman was apparently a problem that could be cured with a well-placed bullet.

Vomiting isn't bad either, take note. It is, in certain more obvious respects, a show of force. I have always liked this story 'A man holding with one hand to a one-way sign is vomiting into the gutter, another man goes past near him and tells him: "If you only knew how much I agree with you.

I'm on the edge of vomiting up everything I ever ate since childhood, strained peas to chicken and waffles. Damn. Wrong memories. My stomach starts doing a hillbilly two-step.

Ispovra?ao sam se u žbunje, a moje grcanje i stenjanje bilo je prigušeno zaglušuju?im urlikom MIG-a.

You zapped your own brain?" "And it didn't do me any harm apart from the dizziness and the vomiting spells and the weirdly persistent ringing in my ears. Also the blackouts and the moodswings and the creeping paranoia. Apart from that, zero side effects, if you don't count numb fingertips. Which I don't." "Because he also lost the ability to count," said Donegan. "That was temporary," snapped Gracious.

He'd thrown up once already, on purpose, and the purging seemed to have steadied his nerves a little—and made the giant breakfast he'd eaten feel a little less burdensome—but it wasn't enough.

J'éprouve un dégoût physique pour l'humanité ordinaire ; c'est d'ailleurs la seule qui existe. Et la fantaisie me prend parfois d'approfondir ce dégoût, de même qu'on peut provoquer un vomissement pour soulager son envie de vomir.

I don't know why you call it morning sickness, because I was sick all day and night!

I don't know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.

IN EUROPE, I vomited into small buckets and brushed my teeth repeatedly with chalky British toothpaste. I lay prone on the bathroom floors of several museums, feeling the cold tile underneath my cheek as my brain liquefied and seeped out my ear, bubbling. Migraines left my blood spreading across unfamiliar hotel sheets, dripping on the floors, oozing into carpets, soaking through leftover croissants and Italian lace cookies.

I spun violently into the sky, raging and banging stars from their moorings, swirling and vomiting.

I won't go deep sea fishing. The first time I experienced it, I went salmon fishing. My problem is, before I even get to the fish, I have vomited. You have to go out five miles, and you are just throwing a line in and bringing them to the surface. And then you have to go back five miles, and all of a sudden the wind comes up, and it gets choppy.

His stomach turned inside out, like a glove, and he vomited. It wasn't disagreeable at all. Almost like a liberation, in fact. A kind of suicide, in a way. These particles of matter that showered from his mouth, after he had thought them consumed and digested, did not disgust him. No, he was completely indifferent to them; and to everything else, for that matter. It was only when he vomited that he could be indifferent even to life itself.