Editorial: In the panoply of human ailments, few compare to chronic nausea, the overwhelmingly sickening feeling that you’re going to throw up at any minute. So revolting is this gagging-in-the-throat feeling that anything associated with it – a hamburger, a chicken dish, or even yogurt that made you sick – is enough for anyone to forswear this-or-that food forever. Memories of the hot sweats, the bile in the esophagus, the retching into the toilet, and then the clean-up are etched into one’s consciousness forever. Added to the horror is the impossibility of staving off the inevitable outcome. Deep breaths, a cold washcloth on the forehead, even anti-nausea medication don’t help. There is something bad going on inside – something toxic –and it’s got to come out…it’s got to be thrown up.