The Best Part is the Camaraderie
Lately, we all decided we haven’t had quite enough family togetherness, so we all went out and got food poisoning. Last night after our trip to the world’s smallest water park, we got sushi take-out from the place we were formerly so happy to have found in our neighborhood. We are somewhat less happy now. The fireworks started wth Jen somewhere around 4-5 am, then me at 9am, and Anna around noon. Tara is so far happy as a clam, and has even obliged us by taking a lot of naps today. There’s an outside shot that it’s some other bug that we picked up somewhere, but my guess is that it was the sushi. Anna didn’t eat anything that was raw, but most food poisoning is the result of cross-contamination anyway.
By now it appears that we’re on the mend, as nothing has come flying out of any of us for a couple hours. Tara has been very tolerant as usual, and Anna has been watching the same Dora, Clifford, and Caillou videos on TiVo all day.
September 5th, 2005 at 4:10 pm
I take it back. The absolute best part is that Jen went out to the store for “sick” food–Jell-o, Sprite, crackers, and best of all, Squishy White Bread. I can’t remember the last time I had Squishy White Bread. For years, we’ve been eating earthy crunchy 117-grain high-fiber bread with whole nuts and seeds and chunks of wood in each slice. Today I had peanut butter and jelly on two big slabs of alabaster white, completely homogeneous, downy soft butter-top white bread. Mmmmm.
September 9th, 2005 at 10:03 am
Dave,
You may still be able to be “so happy” about the Sushi place. The first signs of food poisoning can occur from hours to days. Most people blame the thing they ate last, but it could have been a little blowback from that labor day picnic potato salad. Nothing like a little mayonaise salad in the hot sun to turn a person inside out.
Tony