Puking up Liver Bile

The sheer, insane, brightness of the computer screen is too much for me right now. In fact, I think I'll shrink the screen to lessen the horror, ah, that's better. Twice in the past month, I have been violently roused by a searing headache which leads to the sweats and eventually, yes, puking up liver bile. Expelling liver bile through your mouth and nose has to be one of the most frustrating (and disgusting) experiences known to the human race. At least when there's nausea and food involved it makes sense - your body is reacting appropriately to something, you are producing matter, and you'll probably feel better afterwards. Not so in the case of the vomit-inducing-headache-from-hell. Fortunately (or unfortunately for him), Doug has been present for both of my most recent up-chuck episodes. Last night, er this morning, while I was laying on the bathroom floor (cold tile = heaven) Doug was attempting to figure out what has been causing these barfing bonanzas "Does the alcohol have something to do with it?" "Yes.." I croaked "I'm sure the alcohol has something to do with it.." "Hmm, is it something about the combination?" he asked. "Yes.. I'm sure it is something about the combination, I drank everything."