Guess which lucky person has managed to give themselves food poisoning?
I don’t know how, because I’m so ridiculously anal about raw meats and things, but last night I was mightily sick. I’d been sat on the sofa all evening since tea (dinner) — which contained the deadly chicken thigh — playing Zelda. Not a symptom in sight, then at about 10:45 I stood up and by GOD did I feel rough. My entire body suddenly hurt, my head was splitting and I felt as sick as a dog (I don’t get that phrase but whatever.)
I figured I could go to bed and sleep it off but, come midnight-ish I was shaking violently with cold-shivers, was in pain from stomach cramps and could feel the ick oozing up inside me. The crazy thing about the shivers was I wasn’t actually that cold. Anyway, I went to the loo and proceeded to projectile vomit. Nice. It cured the shivers though, which allowed me to sleep.
I’m still rough today, and I am so bloody hungry, but the sight and smell of food is making me gag. I’m on a fluids-only diet tonight, unless I can dig something out of the cupboard that doesn’t make me heave. :(