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The one time I got Giardia in Vegas. And then shit my pants on my birthday.
Back in 2011 there were a sequence of events that forced me to go to Vegas. Things were all too perfectly packed into a week. The ADA dental convention with some of my college friends, my cousin’s wedding, my birthday, and my Great-Grandma’s 90th birthday/family reunion.
I had survived all events. I finished my birthday dinner and a few hours later was at a bar with my brother, my cousin and his new wife. That’s where the violent puking begin. (Think: the scene from Family Guy where Stewie, Peter, Brian and Chris all chug ipecac syrup…but as a solo puker).
My parents had to come pick us up. By that point in the trip I was staying with my Aunt Ronna. My parents dropped me at her house, I threw up a couple more times and finally got settled and decided to go to bed.
About 10 minutes later the I-have to-vomit-now-feeling came back. I went to get up and we’ll, I couldn’t hold it in. I exorcist style puked all over the room as I spun up in the bed. All while the pressure of he force of vomit made me shit my pants simultaneously.
It was wretched.
I was sitting there, a newly 25 year old, in a puddle of my own liquid diarrhea and vomit.
My Mom came over under the impression I was dying from what my brother said on the phone. By this point my Aunt Ronna had stuffed me in the shower.
I listened to my Mom and my Aunt Ronna gag and giggle as they cleaned up my human decomposition through the bathroom door.
I still don’t know where I contracted it.
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That sound’s terrible! I really feel for you. Sickness happens everywhere but on the road it’s way worse. Luckily I *so far* haven’t had anything too bad, but I also suspect it’s just a matter of time…
This was the sickest I’ve ever been! As in I really hope I choke on my Luke and die kind of sick, I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. Plus being away from home doesn’t make it any better. I’ve gotten pretty sick traveling one other time, so you’ve been lucky, I hope it doesn’t happen to you!
Oh, noooo. That doesn’t sound like giardiasis. Sounds like e coli or salmonella. That happened to me after eating a Subway tuna sandwich from a combo Subway/gas station on the road from Houston to San Antonio. I should have known better. My pleasantness started during a concert and led to a night in a hotel, sitting on the toilet, holding a trash can. Fun times! Giardiasis is more of a slow burn – the gift that keeps on giving. Costa Rica was the last friend that gave me that gift. ?
Oh it was miserable. I wasn’t totally back to normal for about 6 weeks! That’s the worst that it kicked in at a concert!