I went out the night before valentines- sunk somewhere between 8 and 10 pints with my friend and at last call, at 3am, we ordered a bottle of Prosecco.
I managed to make it home, I have no idea how but I was still fairly competent like I remember it all, stumbling down the street starting to feel a little nauseous. I jumped in a cab and then as soon as I got home, the motion sickness plus the sugary drinks were working together… my stomach was starting to feel so queasy, turning and when I got to the door I burped very suddenly. I basically ran up the stairs and stripped on the way to the bathroom, my mouth was watering so hard and fizz was splashing up into my mouth. I barely made it into the bathroom in time and it was coming up. I managed to get some recorded after the very first wave, where I almost didn’t make it to the toilet … we hadn’t eaten in hours so it was just, endless booze coming up in fizzy mouthfuls. The first ones were still cold, too.
