ER for Charlotte?

October 31st: I spent the night in the ER. I got off the phone with a friend at 11:00pm feeling perfectly fine and went up to my room to get ready for bed. Suddenly, I gripped my stomach... Something hurt! I kind of just stared at the floor for a minute waiting for it to pass but it didn't go away; it got much worse! So bad was the pain, it felt like I was going to throw up. I went into the bathroom and started dry heaving. Then I tried to lay down. The pain was excruciating. Over the next two hours I threw up six times. Wanting to die, I called my mom and asked her what was going on (like she would know.) I should have known she'd freak out. She sent me to the ER against my will. Nothing came of it except some incredible anti-nausea meds that stopped the vomiting and morphine for the pain.... and two full bags of fluid via an IV drip. I was home by 6:00am and I feel like a moron for going to the ER. Last time I was at the ER was my last day in Austin for cellulitits in my foot. I wish I had pictures. My foot swelled up so big I couldn't fit a shoe on it. I had floated the San Marcos river during flood season and gotten bit by a bug. The open skin from the bug bite exposed me to standing water that infected my foot. My foot literally had the consistency and behavior of Jello. It was pretty entertaining. I drove the whole way to California with my foot on the dash.