There Goes My Weekend...

[liz_marcs]

I just lost my entire weekend. To food poisoning. Goddamnit!

I love Thai food. Love it.

There's a Thai restaurant across the street from where I work. Sometmes when I feel like rewarding myself, I go grab one of their lunch specials.

Last time I ate there, oh, 4 or 5 months ago, I had a tofu veggie plate. I ended with a gastrointestinal distress (to put it politely). Maybe it was the food, maybe it was a 24-hour bug.

Friday, I went with chicken basil. I've spent the entire weekend since Friday borderline sick with serious gastrointestinal distress.

I could've gone to the movies yesterday, except that when I wasn't worshipping the porcelin throne, I was sleeping off the ick.

Today I had volunteered to pull invasive species out of the Charles River. I mean, four hours in a canoe getting muddy out on the open water doing my bit for the native environment. I was looking forward to it! The minute I put something in my mouth just so I'd have something in my stomach before going out on the water turned into *bleck* in very short order.

So here I am, in my apartment, sticking close to the bathroom.

I. Am. Pissed.

My whole damn weekend shot to hell. And it's a beautiful weekend, too.

The only positive about my day is now I've got time to go through my millionth re-review of my Remix story before the archive unlocks later today.

And, as per usual before the Remix unlocks, I'm convinced that:

• My remix story is going to cause wank. None of my remixes have ever caused wank, except this year I'm more convinced than ever that it will.
  
  
• No one will read it except my remixee. I suspect that I'll actually be right about that this year.
  
  
• I'm out of my mind for trying to pull off what I did. The proof is definitely in the end result. I'm not entirely sure what I was thinking.
  

Don't get me wrong. I actually like the end result. I'm just not so sure that anyone else will.

Needless to say, I'd still rather be in a canoe pulling river weeds.

Blech.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go bang my head against a wall in frustration.

Comments

[skarman]

Ugh! I feel for you, I really do. The thing you have to remember is that, with age, some things we like get harder to take. I myself, have the same problem.

I've lived in the Caribbean for years and there, food is always SPICY. Living where I'm now, spicy to me, is like a particularly weak fruit jam on toast, while the locals break out in sweats and scream for the fire department, while I usually just pile on more, or bring my own hot sauce with me. I don't give it to them because it can double as rocket fuel.

Thing is, while in the past I could eat a lot of it, now, I get stomach cramps and other problems if I do. I've had to cut down on consuming stuff like that because of all the problems. Even moderately spice foods nowadays give me problems. So to my mind, it's because our bodies get older and don't handle stuff as well as they used to.

I love Thai food. I love Caribbean food. I love hot spicy sauces made of the local peppers. Yet, I've had to swear off the last one. I hope I don't have to swear off spicy food altogether, though. Maybe next time you think of treating yourself to Thai food, ask if they can go easy on the spices, particularly peppers and see if that helps.

*hugs*

[oreadno1]

::hugs you and sends you peppermint tea::

I'm sorry your weekend has been such a disaster because of this! I hope it goes away soon.


Kathy

[yanagi_wa]

Yes, I know it's good. I know it's convenient. But ... STOP eating there. *hugs* Sorry you're sick and your weekend is gone.