Thursday, December 29, 2005
Ick
I was a bit unsettled before then, but I’ve been stomach sick since “Christmas dinner” at my sister’s on the 24th. Thought it was gone apart from, well, being a bit unsettled, but it seems to be back in force.
At least it’s not like the night (I think it was Christmas night) when I went to bed with the worst stomach pain I have ever experienced, and in my sleep I moaned in pain between snores.
I think the pork roast that wasn’t a turkey also had the audacity to be undercooked, and I blame it. I tried to convince myself that the pink part must have been one of those “if you cook it long enough it turns pink and looks uncooked even though it’s overcooked” things, and that if it was really as undercooked as it appeared to me, multiple people with far more cooking and eating experience would notice. I was kind of grossed out when the bottom centermost part of my slice of pork was stone cold, but tried to convince myself that it must have been transported from my grandmother’s house and not stayed hot or been reheated enough once it got there. The logical alternative was that it had been frozen, cooked not fully thawed, and therefore not fully cooked because not everyone is as careful as I tend to be.
Or it could have been something else. I just know it needs to go away now. I should check whether anyone else who was there got sick. Deb and Sadie only had the ham.