i had food poisoning yesterday. i attended a seminar, the food was absolutely delicious. i ate a bit more than intended, including some mussel salad. three hours later i was feeling queasy. when i got home i vomited for six times within three hours until i was only churning out bile and saliva and the aftertaste of undigested mussels.
i was extremely weakened by the experience and could not even make myself soup.
jacob dropped by and i have messaged him beforehand to buy me more bottled water since i was not able to step out to the supermarket. he made me soup, took my temperature (and we discovered i had a slight fever), gave me meds, made me rest (hugged me warmly while i was tucked in bed). super sweet jacob!
today i went to the second day of the seminar but only ate safe foods, which meant i was hungry all the time. but if i tried to eat more or tried introducing complex foods i start feeling crampy in my tummy and i certainly do not want another tortuous vomiting episode.
on the other hand my geeky brain was bursting and crackling from the seminar stuff and i got loads of ideas for the fish business. it was worth it making myself go despite still feeling un-well from my food poisoning bout. finally i have tuned in to the perfect frequency through which i could hear the magical ding-ding-ding of a win, the satisfying thump of things falling into place, and the tingling sensation of "this is it!"
i believe L's call over lunch was a timely one, meant to serve as a punctuation to all the surge of messages from the universe (she got a wee bit irked at the implied laziness of some people).
i think i'm going to be resting this weekend. i feel an inspired action creeping in along the way.
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