Bad refried beans
That's about the only reason I can think of for why I got sick for two days in Sedona over spring break. Heidi and I ate the same food everywhere but at evil Casa Rincon. That's where Heidi laid off the frijoles refritos and I made sure they disappeared down my gullet -- for about 8 hours, at least. Then it was my time to pray to the porcelain God.
(Or should I say, "order Buicks over the big white phone?)
That first day I had to go to the ED for some IV rehydration and antiemetic therapy. Phenergan and ondansetron, baby. I'm curious to see how much it's all going to cost.
Interestingly, the malpractice negotiation exercise that we're doing in my Law, Medicine, and Society class involves a case of missed appendicitis that led to a $25,000 hospital bill after the patient required multiple abdominal surgeries and time on a vent. Even more interestingly, his initial presentation to the ED was exactly the same as mine in Sedona: abdominal pain and vomiting with no abdominal tenderness. The big difference, of course, is that 48 hours later I was better. The patient in our exercise returned with the same symptoms. Still no abdominal tenderness. Of course, he didn't have the benefit of a prescription for antiemetic suppositories, either....