It started with a couple of slices of bad pizza from Costco.
My body woke up way before it should have in the wee morning hours. It was restless about something. It could be because my brain was still solving programming hurdles I encountered at 4AM. Regardless of the reason, my fingers and toes kept twitching, and the twitching kept me conscious and awake.
About 20 minutes later, with my flushed face buried in the toilet, pieces of pepperoni, mushroom, some of which already in liquid form, were violently pouring out of my throat along with some of that tomato sauce. I thought, “Is this what morning sickness is like for pregnant mothers?” This sucks.
I flushed the toilet, rinsed my mouth and went for a big glass of water.
Water has never tasted so awful prior to this incident. Somehow my taste buds objected to the idea of forcing myself drink two big glassful of water. But I had to so that I could keep puking to get rid of whatever my stomach was so adamant about trying to get rid of. Moto told me a story of his horror about similar experience. And his words became ever so vivid in my head…
About 15 minutes later, diarrhea set in. And then 10 minutes after that, another horrible episode of puking, except this time my stomach was so upset with the food that it literally tried to throw itself up because it ran out of stuff to get rid of (the strangest feeling in the world — throwing up with an absolutely empty stomach).
I probably shouldn’t eat any more meat while my body is still emotional about food just in general.