My favorite culinary volcanic Armageddon that I did to myself was …
Having a milkshake at about noon, then an afternoon lunch of German sausage with sauerkraut, a variety of pickles and potato salad. In was a backyard party so I drank lots of fizzy pop.
Then in the evening I was feeling snackish so I made myself a plate of nachos with cheese and jalapeños and served with hot sauce, sour cream and guacamole sauce. Again I drank more fizzy pop.
It was all great until about 9pm that night … my bowels felt like a hot air balloon being prepped for flight, my stomach felt distended, I was farting constantly and I wanted to throw up. I lay down almost in tears like a baby and I was embarrassed.
My wife scolded me and told me that this would happen but I didn’t listen. I felt stupid and just before I called the hospital, everything calmed down and I felt like I had come back from the dead.
I’m tempting fate again tonight because my wife wanted a little bit of hot chocolate milk … she wanted a tiny cup of the stuff and I made too much and now I got stuck with drinking two mugs of hot chocolate. Nothing better than being lactose intolerant and drinking heated milk. It’s my wife’s fault she has to deal with the toxic fallout.
One of the more disturbing things that I got from this thread is in looking up ‘releasing trapped gas in cows’ … some great videos out there of vets doing the work … I just wouldn’t want to be around it to experience the smell.
If you’ve ever felt bloated by gas, especially being lactose intolerant … just be happy you aren’t a cow.
Me ordering nachos despite being corn intolerant.
We honor your brave sacrifice.
My favorite culinary volcanic Armageddon that I did to myself was …
Having a milkshake at about noon, then an afternoon lunch of German sausage with sauerkraut, a variety of pickles and potato salad. In was a backyard party so I drank lots of fizzy pop.
Then in the evening I was feeling snackish so I made myself a plate of nachos with cheese and jalapeños and served with hot sauce, sour cream and guacamole sauce. Again I drank more fizzy pop.
It was all great until about 9pm that night … my bowels felt like a hot air balloon being prepped for flight, my stomach felt distended, I was farting constantly and I wanted to throw up. I lay down almost in tears like a baby and I was embarrassed.
My wife scolded me and told me that this would happen but I didn’t listen. I felt stupid and just before I called the hospital, everything calmed down and I felt like I had come back from the dead.
If there were a god you would have seen its face that day.
I’m tempting fate again tonight because my wife wanted a little bit of hot chocolate milk … she wanted a tiny cup of the stuff and I made too much and now I got stuck with drinking two mugs of hot chocolate. Nothing better than being lactose intolerant and drinking heated milk. It’s my wife’s fault she has to deal with the toxic fallout.
lol … no worries we’re doing fine now
Glad you’re safe, but I can never not see this when faced with those masks:
One of the more disturbing things that I got from this thread is in looking up ‘releasing trapped gas in cows’ … some great videos out there of vets doing the work … I just wouldn’t want to be around it to experience the smell.
If you’ve ever felt bloated by gas, especially being lactose intolerant … just be happy you aren’t a cow.
Oof. Trapped gas can get intensely painful. Glad you got through it okay.