Projectile vomiting and getting sick in NYC!


Getting sick really sucks when living in NYC. Yeah, I know it pretty much sucks anywhere you live and get sick, but it absolutely kills me when I am projectile vomiting across the streets of Manhattan. I’m the type that never really falls ill, so when it does happen it’s a total shock to my system. It’s not just the fact of feeling like dog poop, but it’s also knowing that I’m stuck inside for days while the world is going on outside my apartment in NYC. No matter how many years I have lived here now I still feel a certain rush of excitement when stepping out for the night whether it be for dinner, a movie, an event, hitting Central park, or just plain old bar hopping. Also, I just happened to get sick right when the weather changed and Spring poked it’s head out from behind the dreary doldroms of Winter’s grasp. So when we had a few nicer days out this past week I was literally nauseous green with envy as I languished in bed or just couch surfed for days while working from home. Also, I can’t forget the numerous misadventures to the vomitorium that used to be my bathroom. I swear that room looked like a scene from one of the Saw movies after I was done with it.

Brings vomiting to another level!

Figures though that since I am now feeling better and am pretty much recovered there is a Nor’easter on the way! What the heck? It was just about 65 degrees out yesterday in NYC and now it’s dropping into the 30’s again. Today was cold and windy. More snow coming. It’s like winter all over. No wonder I got sick, along with half the city it seems, and this crazy weather doesn’t help. One moment I was walking home from work, feeling fine, and dropped into a diner for a bite to eat. The next thing I know is that the remants of that meal was being splattered along street corners as I dragged my sick ass home ten blocks. No way was I going to get into a cab. Vomiting in a cab is not fun. I puked in a cab once. Once! I swear that Pakistani cabbie was going to beat me with a tire iron as he screamed in anger (imagine the accent) “Get out of my cab! Get out of my cab!” Even then that was a combination of a stomach flu, drinking too much wine, and a mix of greasy appetizers at a holiday party. Must have been over twelve years ago since that happened. It still haunts me. Can you picture what the inside of that cab looked like when I finally crawled out? A chunky blood bath. Stephen King would have been proud!


Well, whatever that stomach bug was that hit me has finally subsided. I’m still eating light but at least I’m eating solids again and not vomiting. I think I dropped a weight class. I trekked out today to do some shopping and also hit the gun range since I needed to renew my membership. When I hopped on the NYC subway of course I was greeted by some schmuck eating some sort of nasty smelling food from a take out container. Why do these idiots feel the need to eat lunch on the subway? Ugh. On top of that the trains were crowded because of track work and the guy next to me smelled as if he had not taken a shower in two years. Oh, of course then the words “It’s Show Time” are yelled out from the middle of the car. So this kid turns on his boom box and proceeds to dance and hop around the crowd while trying to not kick anyone in the face. The crowd, as was I, were not amused. All of a sudden I started to feel that queasiness of being sick in the pit of my stomach and bowels. I literally dove out when the doors opened next stop and ran down the platform. Good thing there was a Starbucks close by with an empty bathroom. It was mostly a false alarm though. No vomiting! I think I was more nauseous at the rancid BO from the hipster looking dude standing next to me.

Projectile Vomiting Level . MFW I ve had one too many triple_4d2fc3_4570702Now I’m home watching the Expendables 2. Appropriate action flick to get me in the mood. Getting ready to hit the gym and start my training again after a week of being wiped out from sickness. I’m feeling pumped to get back in there and lift hard but I need to temper myself. With a Tough Mudder coming up in July I need to be fit and ready. I also have a few other goals in mind this year that need to be addressed. Time to start making some changes and doing things right.

Unless I’m still projectile vomiting all over the place!


54 thoughts on “Projectile vomiting and getting sick in NYC!”

  1. Oh man – I got sick this weekend as well and I was furious. Such a nice day on Saturday, and I didn’t feel like going out and enjoying it one bit. I’ve pretty much had it with March. April had better be an improvement!

  2. OMG, phil, maybe you were on the same train I was on today – I was on a quasi-empty car, a Q train, and then I was going to get off at Herald Sq, but decided to go to Times Sq instead. Big mistake as shitty-pants-homeless-dude got on the train. Though there were only a handful of people on the train….EVERYONE cleared to the other side of the train. So very NYC.
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  3. So sorry to hear you’ve been sick Phil. We had read a post on facebook where you mentioned you had been sick which is why we scurried over to your blog to make sure we we’re reading it right. Here’s hoping it’s behind you as your facebook post put you in better spirits than this post. Don’t overdo it as you can knock yourself right back down again. Okay…gonna go now cuz I’m starting to sound like a Mathair~ 😉 Get well wishes <3
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  4. Yikes! So sorry you were ill Phil. It’s terrible if you’re normally Mr. Super Healthy. 🙂 The subway experience sounds yucky and I want to vomit just reading about it. Sadly, I have vomitted in a taxi but only once. It was after our corporate Xmas “do” and we had been competing…I managed to vomit outside. On the outer door of taxi….!!
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  5. Glad you are feeling better, Phil!

    My family passed around The Crud for about 3 weeks recently. I have 2 kids in Elementary School, which is always a great way to keep illness and disease circulating around the Dumbass Dome.

  6. Sorry to hear you’ve been struck down by the D & V. Not nice, and the last thing you need is to be stood next to someone who smells like rancid cheese.

    I’m always amused by the descriptors used for vomiting. Where I live, we often refer to it as Ralph and Hughie (based on a sketch by the Scottish comedian, Billy Connolly, about a couple of blokes who visited Rome and drank 8 pints of creme de menthe!
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  7. Feeling a little queasy myself just from reading all that. I think I may go sympathy barf.

    I know exactly how you feel about being sick and not being home. I drove an hour in whipping winds to bring my son home from college recently when he was sick just so he could be sick in private.

    Too bad Mother Nature didn’t cooperate and schedule the crappy days for when you were sick and the beautiful days for when you’re better, but Mother Nature’s been giving us all the finger for months now.

    Glad you’re feeling better.
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  8. Aw, poor Philly. Sorry you’ve been under the weather. Projectile vomiting is never fun…ever. I once went to Octoberfest, and I was 8 1/2 months pregnant, so I couldn’t partake in the fun beer drinking. Instead I went overboard with the eating. I ate everything I could possibly find and didn’t leave a greasy treat untouched. I got home and was feeling a little green. Then I started projectile vomiting across my bedroom. My husband heard me (I’m pretty sure I sounded like I was dying) and came rushing into the bedroom. When he saw what I was doing, he yelled, “What are you doing? Stop!!!” Like I had any control. I only wished he were a little closer, and I would have projected it at him.
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      1. I just like the idea of the electric bit so much…I have a bit of an…idea…about being tasered someday – I hear you get a HUGE buzz right after…

        Um! Enough of that.

        Yes. They’re all greedy bastards, but they have a Brand to promote, so…meh. Take lots of cool pics of you running Mudder. Gotta live it vicariously for a while yet.
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  9. I can not stop laughing at that puking statue. One time I was at Disney and got so nauseated in the Country Bear Jamboree that I ran out and puked over the fence all over the Splash Mountain ride. I was 15.

  10. Ugh. Correct me if I’m wrong, but you seem to be in a ‘let’s see how much I can gross Hazy out’ mood lately!

    Bodily functions are SO not my thing. Luckily, your funny, entertaining, foodie, fabulous side keep me coming back for more. LOL!

    P.S. I’m sorry you’ve been sick. Feel (completely) better soon!
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  11. Poor you! Sounds like a rough time! I’m starting to feel the beginning of a flu, just in time to going back to Dubai:/
    Puking is just of the thing I really hate and try to avoid by all means. I’m holding back so long that when I finally give in, the result is often, well, projectile vomiting:)

  12. Shomit, I can certainly relate to that when I was ill with food poisoning last year whilst in Chile. Any awful experience then a long 14 hr flight to Europe, not a nice prospect.

    Great to hear that you are on the mend now Phil. I know you love the great eateries around NYC and we need your fabulous reviews.
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