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If you didn’t guess from the title of this post…I got food poisoning! It was my first time and, I can only hope, the last…since I vowed in the middle of it never to eat food again (I wasn’t completely rational at that point). We had lunch at Cheesecake Factory around 2 Sunday, walked around the mall, and came home for a quick pit stop before heading out for some Memorial Day Festivities. I am SO, SO glad that it hit when it did, b/c if I had been anywhere but the comfort (although little comfort was to be found) of my own home, I think the experience would have been just that much more miserable! So I was putting together dessert in the kitchen and I started to feel dizzy all of a sudden. The feeling intensified…kind of like I was in one of those fairground rides where you spin around really fast and then you can defy/manipulte gravity and stick to the walls…except the pull of gravity was intensified, along with the dizziness.

After a few minutes the nausea hit and just moments later it was overwhelmingly clear what was wrong! I spent about 4 hours hugging the toilet in our downstairs bathroom, which, the day before, we had begun remodeling, and resembled a construction site (at best). How pleasant. Brian spent the majority of the time rubbing cold cloths on my back when I was hot, bringing me blankets when I was cold, talking to the manager at the Cheesecake Factory and calling both of our moms to make sure he was doing all the right things (he was). Oh, and reminding me to keep restoring my electrolytes. Haha, that was cute.

Anyways, a few hours in I became the most prayerful I ever had in my life, decided that I wanted to die (don’t call me dramatic, I have heard that many others who undergo similar experiences also wish death on themselves), vowed to boycott the Cheesecake Factory (and food in general) and decided that I should try to move from my position sleeping with my head on the toilet seat to the “bed” Brian had set up on the ground a few feet away. After 3 tries and a lot more “detoxifying” I was able to rest down there and fell asleep for about an hour…in my construction site bathroom with 8 blankets. I probably would have killed him if he had, but I kind of wish Brian had taken a picture b/c I think it was probably comical at that point.

I can’t remember the last time I threw up…I think it must have been in grade school. Either way, I think this is worse than it ever was and I don’t wish it on anyone…or myself ever again. I am still psychologically recovering…eating mostly cheerios, white rice, and plain hamburger buns with ginger ale. I am going to research the long term effects of eating only these 4 foods…I think I might be on to something here.