just call me robust-a-gut

Call me a traitor to my culture, but I'm NEVER eating Chinese food again.

I just suffered possibly the worst 24 hours of my life... second only to my bout of food poisoning in Thailand. That was expected... I ate raw oysters off a street stand in Bangkok. This was not - I ate at a restaurant that I've been to hundreds of times. Not only did I get food poisoning, I got it in the most painful way ever.

Nausea. Puking. Stomach cramps. Chills. Dizziness. I really thought I was going to die, and at many points, really was hoping that I would.

Now I'm sort of back to normal, minus 5 lbs. Best diet ever. I was never the same after Thailand. I'm fairly certain that I left my large intestine there.

Blech.