Stomach bug at night as a kid

Was there anything worse?

Eat a nice course of spaghetti for dinner, get tucked in and fall asleep. A few hours later you’re woken up by the sweats and shakes, a nausea slowly building in your tummy. Your mouth starts watering. The first session hits and you couldn’t breathe, screaming out for mom or dad as the spaghetti is launched. If you didn’t have a connecting bathroom you were fricked.

First ones over with. You get some saltines and sprite or Gatorade in your system and doze back off cause you’re exhausted. Mom puts a garbage can by your bedside, you lie there in terror praying it doesn’t come back.

You doze off again, but after an hour it’s back. You sit there spitting in the trash can, mouth watering until it finally comes out. It’s just a few cracker bits and liquid this time, by the end you’re dry heaving as you try to catch a breath.

It continues to happen throughout the night until there’s absolutely no liquid left in your body. Next day is spent laying on the couch exhausted watching cartoons and drinking sprite.

The dread of the next heave was so terrible. Nothing worse to me as a kid than getting the stomach bug.