Massive Jackson Stalker
Long story short...every damn time I eat any kind of homemade nachos, they end up coming out the same way they went in. Saturday night, ate a pretty hefty helping of 'em, sunday morning, 2 am, ended up having the wife drive me to the ER because I had hurled 7 times in the span of 2 hours. Couldn't walk, hold down WATER, or hold my head up enough to throw up again. Spent 5 hours having the doc tell me that I was in ketoacidic shock (from my diabetes, which i've had SEVERAL times, and it feels nothing like this) So finally after 2 bags of saline, 32 untis of insulin (which I DIDN'T need) and a prescription for anti-nausea meds, they kick me out. Still feel like ass, but i'm at work. Called the doc on Monday at his house and he prescribed a Z pack for it. Smart guy... This happened almost the EXACT same way the last time I ate homemade nachos about 6 months ago. I'm going to pass out at my desk now.