| February 21, 2003 - I've been sickie-poo |
| Dear Friends, JOHNNYLEEN has had the most unfantabulous cold that has left his nose and upper lip all peely and nasty looking! Can you believe that? I should have spent the last few days off from work out enjoying myself instead of holed up aboard the Theraflu train to night-night land! On Tuesday, before I got sick, I decided I would start trying to put a dent in that wreck I call my bedroom. I gave myself only two hours to work, because I knew that after two hours the dust would start making me sneeze. So I whirled like a dervish through there clearing up this, throwing away that; you know what I mean. Then I showered all the dust off of myself and decided I would make some dee-lish black beans and rice. Now, I have this little malady where I start gasping and salivating if I eat after starving myself. It can be pretty painful, sort of like acid reflux or something. At any rate, I had had a really big breakfast so I wasn't that hungry when I began cooking. When everything was done, I sat down and wolfed down a big bowl of food. Pablo warned me, saying, "You shouldn't eat so fast." But I just nodded my head (since I had had the big breakfast), finished my food, and served myself seconds. About three bites into it, I suddenly started that gasping and drooling that I mentioned; I guess because I had eaten the first bowl too fast. My gasping and drooling soon turned to heaving and I went running into the kitchen and leaned over the sink. Now, Dear Friends, I didn't vomit up any food. Instead my nose was flowing with unstoppable mucous and I was heaving up jets of mucous as well! I was trembling like a leaf and sweating profusely! How UNFANTABULOUS! My first thought was that I had been food poisoned, but Pablo had eaten the beans and rice as well and wasn't affected. He told me later that I had turned very pale and had green circles around my eyes and that he deduced, being a nurse, that I was having an allergic reaction of some sort. That or I was having a heart attack since the symptoms are similar. He believes that I was already on the verge of an allergy attack due to the cleaning and that my voracious eating habits just encouraged it. Oh, maleure de misere! But, Dear Friends, as in all things JOHNNYLEEN can see a spot of humor. As I stood retching over the sink and wondering if I was dying, I thought of that scene in the first "Alien" movie where the astronaut, who had been impregnated with the alien baby, is having dinner with his fellow astronauts and suddenly begins convulsing right before the alien baby pops out of his chest. That was exactly what my "episode" was like! I just envisioned myself expiring as a giant black bean exploded from my ribcage! Now there's a sight! Next entry Previous entry Go to diary entries Go back home |