Friday, December 29, 2006

I can't eat anymore.

So, it's the 29th December, I'm staying with my sister's family-in-law, and have just been fed. This was no ordinary feeding - they're Italian. We had Lasagne for starters - that's right - STARTERS. Then we had all sorts of other stuff that I really don't choose to remember, because I think I might be sick.

Seriously, I don't know what's wrong with me. I usually have a great stomach, can eat anything and everything, but I think the Yum Cha I had on the 26th (and the naughtiness of the 25th) has done something strange with my insides. I can't seem to eat anymore.

Where this will lead, I don't know. Perhpas I'll forever associate Yum Cha with copious trips to the toilet, or perhaps, at its worst, I'll constantly feel the need to vomit whenever food enters my stomach. But no - I think it's far worse than that: I think I don't like food anymore.

This may sound drastic, but please, bear with me.

I was sitting at the dinner table, trying not to explode into a pile of rather chunky vomit, and people were discussing food. Even the sound of people talking about food made me feel sick. Oh wait ... now I've made myself feel sick just thinking about it. No no no - hold it in. Once I start being sick I know it'll never stop.

In conclusion, I feel like I'm in a very bad way - not only do I appear to have gone off food, I am also residing in an Italian household, where all the woman does is cook and feed her children (and me), and the thought of food makes me want to vom. This is bad - VERY bad.

If I make it out of this Italiano hell, I'll write again. If not, please assume that I have just turned into a plate of antipasto, and whatever parts of me that were too large to fit into the 'heirloom' antipasto dish, are down the toilet.