Not how you’d want to spend your Thanksgiving.
“So my family had some leftover fried chicken in the fridge, and I ate it for brunch or whatever. It tasted okay, I guess. Wrong. Oh, so very wrong. Around 2 am I wake up feeling like crap. Rush to the bathroom, vomit a LOT. I keep waking up to vomit and, in not too long, diarrhea. The best part? My food poisoning had kicked in on THANKSGIVING DAY. All of this delicious food was right downstairs, but I was too ill to even keep down water,” says thepurplepony.
“The other kicker: Because all I could do was lie in bed, miserable, with a puke bucket on the floor next to me, I started watching some movies on my laptop. My stepmom let me borrow “Precious.” To those unfamiliar with the movie, at one point, the main character visits a diner and goes full ham on a bucket of fried chicken. Given my illness and having gotten sick from the fried chicken in the first place….that scene was hell. I couldn’t eat fried chicken for years.”