Wife got some crap on our Christmas trip to Raleigh. Probably from our 10-year-old petri dish grandson.
Riding home yesterday (8 hours, thank you fellow travelers), she started feeling ill, stopped at the Ga. welcome center on I-95, she got a barf bag from one of the attendants there.
10 minutes after getting back on the road she started puking. All the way on the remaining 1 hour+ drive home (lovely smell to ride with, by the way). Then the other end of her digestive tract joined the festivities (waited ‘til we got home, thank you, higher power). Sick all night, still not well today.
Waiting on my incubation time to launch me into the same. Still OK. Trying to head it off by ingesting large quantities of Jameson Black Barrel.
Riding home yesterday (8 hours, thank you fellow travelers), she started feeling ill, stopped at the Ga. welcome center on I-95, she got a barf bag from one of the attendants there.
10 minutes after getting back on the road she started puking. All the way on the remaining 1 hour+ drive home (lovely smell to ride with, by the way). Then the other end of her digestive tract joined the festivities (waited ‘til we got home, thank you, higher power). Sick all night, still not well today.
Waiting on my incubation time to launch me into the same. Still OK. Trying to head it off by ingesting large quantities of Jameson Black Barrel.