I’m just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.
– Emily, The Devil Wears Prada
With the world going sick with Swine Flu, I managed to catch a nasty stomach bug on the weekend that laid me up for 24hrs.
When I say “catch” I mean eat 2 week old left overs in the fridge. I reap what I sew.
It’s funny, I’ve had food poisoning a few times in my life, twice so bad I wound up in the hospital. I always feel sorrow when I see a shark gutted open and a license plate falls out from their gut – not because of the humility of your stomach contents being paraded openly on PBS, but because my eating habits mirrored that poor shark’s. CHOMP!
Tuesday was a fog. I couldn’t think straight. I see today that I completed a few web corrections yesterday and haven’t had a screamy email saying I fucked up. My head was pounding and though I’ve never had a migraine, I could feel every pulse throb behind my ears.
“Is it the Swine Flu?” SharkBoy asked, hoping for workplace bragging rights.
All I could manage last night was a 1/2 cup of pasta (“Now I know you are sick!” says SharkBoy) and 4 large glasses of water. The evening was spent brainlessly watching The Karate Kid.
At night, in bed, I had chills and finally peace. I dreamed I was eating a huge fried egg sandwich with a stranger who hated everything.
4 thoughts on “Flu Crazy”
Hallucinogenic dreams are awesome. why is it though that when you have food poisoning you always dream of eating? And getting bitten by dogs, or maybe that last bit is just me.
God I felt like dancing this morning. My Wii said I was .03 points away from my current BMI goal!
Damn- so THATs how you are dieting!
Bitch.
i am in yer dreams, eatting yer sammiches