Get better. Worse I had lately was on my anniversary/birthday (they are the same day). Some kind of stomach thing which felt like a rock was slowly making its way through my bowels. At one point I was in so much pain my mother gave me some of her darvecet (sp?) pain pills.
Commiserations...about 2am on Boxing Day I began projectile vomiting every forty minutes or so. For about thirty fucking hours. Girlfriend was somehow unaffected except by fear that I was at some point going to heave up my entire intestinal tract.
I got it Xmas Eve-Eve. Sunday night. Thankfully, after an entire night and morning of violent two-ended expelling, I appear to have purged it from my system.