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o.k. situation normalized now. Took tea instead of vindaloo and lager,
calmed down and went to the clinic when I estimated the tank was
empty. It seems I dehydrated badly because I got plugged into some
electrolyte fluid thingy thing.
This is the last time I eat curry in that damn place. Staff looked waaaay
too authentic indian, so I guess their hands were not washed after
taking a dump in the back alley.
Originally posted by SeitseSo 3 stars out of 5 then. 😛
o.k. situation normalized now. Took tea instead of vindaloo and lager,
calmed down and went to the clinic when I estimated the tank was
empty. It seems I dehydrated badly because I got plugged into some
electrolyte fluid thingy thing.
This is the last time I eat curry in that damn place. Staff looked waaaay
too authentic indian, so I guess their hands were not washed after
taking a dump in the back alley.
Originally posted by SeitseAll well. Splendid.
o.k. situation normalized now. Took tea instead of vindaloo and lager,
calmed down and went to the clinic when I estimated the tank was
empty. It seems I dehydrated badly because I got plugged into some
electrolyte fluid thingy thing.
This is the last time I eat curry in that damn place. Staff looked waaaay
too authentic indian, so I guess their hands were not washed after
taking a dump in the back alley.
Dodgy curry houses don't hold distribution rights on bad tums though. A few years ago some richies paid 300 quid for lunch at the Fat Duck, Heston Blumenthal's place, and went home to projectile vomiting. You takes your chance.
Originally posted by LarkieTrue that.
All well. Splendid.
Dodgy curry houses don't hold distribution rights on bad tums though. A few years ago some richies paid 300 quid for lunch at the Fat Duck, Heston Blumenthal's place, and went home to projectile vomiting. You takes your chance.
I once poisoned myself by eating a fancy but expired foie gras. I knew
I was risking but gosh I wasn't going to waste the coin spent on it.
Originally posted by SeitseSpeaking as a diabetic, the last three times I was in the hospital was for dehydration and related 'effects' (your blood sugar gets high enough and your body tries to get rid of it by peeing it out). It's no joke. The last time it happened (almost two years ago now), I presented at the hospital with tachycardia. They made me chew aspirin thinking I was having a heart attack.
o.k. situation normalized now. Took tea instead of vindaloo and lager,
calmed down and went to the clinic when I estimated the tank was
empty. It seems I dehydrated badly because I got plugged into some
electrolyte fluid thingy thing.
This is the last time I eat curry in that damn place. Staff looked waaaay
too authentic indian, so I guess their hands were not washed after
taking a dump in the back alley.
Originally posted by SeitseSit on the toilet with your duds around your ankles ,spew up ( into duds ) and pull them up and then kak yourself .
I only know coca-cola and lime juice.
Care to share some? I ran out of limes at home and I really can't go to the pharmacy right now to buy imodium.
It really is THAT bad.
That will sort you out .😏
Originally posted by SuzianneType 1 or 2?
Speaking as a diabetic, the last three times I was in the hospital was for dehydration and related 'effects' (your blood sugar gets high enough and your body tries to get rid of it by peeing it out). It's no joke. The last time it happened (almost two years ago now), I presented at the hospital with tachycardia. They made me chew aspirin thinking I was having a heart attack.
That's serious, you must warn all health practitioners of the
condition before they try to play the Einstein. From personal experience,
I've learned to memorize my and my loved ones' allergies, conditions,
surgeries, etc. to recite like a mantra every tim there's an emergency.
Sometimes I sound like a street peddler of trinkets when I do, from
so many times I've said it.
Originally posted by SeitseIt only gets serious when you go blind and they have to start chopping your limbs off.
Type 1 or 2?
That's serious, you [b]must warn all health practitioners of the
condition before they try to play the Einstein. From personal experience,
I've learned to memorize my and my loved ones' allergies, conditions,
surgeries, etc. to recite like a mantra every tim there's an emergency.
Sometimes I sound like a street peddler of trinkets when I do, from
so many times I've said it.[/b]
Originally posted by SeitseType 1. I was diagnosed when I was 23 and working like 70 hours a week. My nutrition sucked and I was living off apple juice and pop-tarts. So stress + crap nutrition + a strong immune system and my body went after the beta cells in the pancreas that make insulin. After years of "multiple daily insulin injections" I went on an insulin pump about 18 months ago and now I'm in the best health I've ever been in since I was a kid.
Type 1 or 2?
That's serious, you [b]must warn all health practitioners of the
condition before they try to play the Einstein. From personal experience,
I've learned to memorize my and my loved ones' allergies, conditions,
surgeries, etc. to recite like a mantra every tim there's an emergency.
Sometimes I sound like a street peddler of trinkets when I do, from
so many times I've said it.[/b]
My point was that dehydration is no joke, man. What I hated was being so out of it I barely noticed the cute ER intern fumbling in my panties trying to shove a catheter up my 'lady bits'.