mmm, miso broth

[serene]

So Saturday I was so sick that eating wasn't even on my mind. Sunday, ditto, until about midnight, when I decided to try eating a little bit of white rice. That went down okay, though I could only eat about a half cup. A couple hours later, I remembered there was some cole slaw in the fridge, and eating a half cup of *that* was probably a mistake.

Last night, beginning about an hour after the cole slaw, someotherguy got to hold me and rub my back and tummy and feel generally helpless while I moaned and wailed in pain.

If I hadn't known with almost 100% certainty that I was in gastric distress (and that my heart is healthy, yay), I would have thought for sure I was having a heart attack. Chest pain and tightness, worse than I can describe. I mean, I have a high pain tolerance, and I was *miserable* for an hour or more.

So today? I'm afraid to eat. I'm hungry and stuff, I just can't convince myself it's okay to eat.

But I know I can handle liquids, as I made sure to try to sip water the whole time I was sick, so I made myself some miso broth (made veggie broth from the veggie scraps in the freezer, and added a tablespoon of miso paste to a bowlful of hot broth).

It's really yummy. I may live on this for a while. I may have to, because my brain's gone all defectoid for the moment and Food Is The Enemy.

*sigh*

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[ljgeoff.livejournal.com]

when I was sick last week, my tummy made the most incredible loud noises -- it even frightened my dog off the bed, which was pretty funny. And, yeah, haven't had an honest to god tummy-ache like that since I can remember.