tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928476707809346315.post5314241910480950221..comments2012-12-10T15:23:55.708-05:00Comments on The Kiwi Breeder: When Dead Animals Attack!Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02108357547759258217noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928476707809346315.post-4203959915158212162011-11-16T06:15:15.989-05:002011-11-16T06:15:15.989-05:00Holy smokes Emily! That's horrible. I just wis...Holy smokes Emily! That's horrible. I just wish there were an over the counter drug that would stop stomach ailments right in their tracks the moment they started. I would never be out of stock...just in case.Meredithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02108357547759258217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928476707809346315.post-72343450840958814912011-11-15T23:42:30.321-05:002011-11-15T23:42:30.321-05:00Oh, Meredith....I feel your pain! I have been hosp...Oh, Meredith....I feel your pain! I have been hospitalized quite a few times and I'll tell you what -- I would trade them ALL for the one night I went to the hospital with food poisoning in Louisville. I was 18, and I had experienced every single nasty thing you described above. Finally, I was dehydrated and wretching miserably even though there was nothing (nothing!) left in my system. I went to the indigent hospital and they wouldn't let me sit down. Then they let me sit down but not lie down. Finally, I got a brilliant shot of Demerol and that blessed IV bag. When I awoke from a deep sleep, medical student was sitting beside me and asked if I'd like to talk about what had happened. Huh? Basically, they mixed up my chart with a rape victim's. It was just awful. You poor thing. I know that of which you speak.<br /><br />PS: Going vegetarian wouldn't help your chances to fend off future stomach assaults...mine was from rancid whipped cream on a hot chocolate.Emily Nicosonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928476707809346315.post-5464992415133404492011-11-15T21:43:38.569-05:002011-11-15T21:43:38.569-05:00Really - oh no. Poor guy. It's the freaking wo...Really - oh no. Poor guy. It's the freaking worst!Meredithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02108357547759258217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928476707809346315.post-37341167308165032672011-11-15T21:32:49.652-05:002011-11-15T21:32:49.652-05:00yeah... 11/11/11 attacked my husband with food and...yeah... 11/11/11 attacked my husband with food and water over in India.Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09560319305669196698noreply@blogger.com