when the time calls... you dont have a choice. :( what a horrible day it was when i got FP. woke up at my girls house and had to run out to the backyard (since there was a small doorway to it by her bedroom) to puke my brains out. it was all black and toxic looking. then came the shits. i simply bounced out of her place and ran home to at least go through that without her or anyone else around.
the worst part in my opinion is when you got nothing left to throw up and simply dry-heave for hours.
but then it just goes away and you're back to normal. just gotta tough it out.