Don't Eat the Hamburger Helper

Last Sunday, after what I am assuming was a delicious meal, Nicole started puking her guts out at three in the morning. Three in the morning till when I left. IT turns out the ground turkey in her Hamburger Helper had gone bad. The Hamburger Helper had left her in the hospital for a good portion of Monday. As much as I was willing to help her recouperate, I don't see how a brush with food poisoning gives someone the go ahead to take the pillow off my bed. I'm glad she's ok though. Don't eat ground poultry.