You may have noticed that I haven't posted anything in a few days. I have been nearly at death's door with a severe case of food poisoning. I never had food poisoning before. Not like this. Sure I've had the occasional upset stomach from a bad meal but this was different. This I could see, might have killed me. It got to me to thinking how quickly we can go from the perfect picture of health one day, to near death the next.
I spent all day Saturday in the ER. They were so wonderful to me there. They put warm blankets on me and loaded me up with IV fluids so I wouldn't dehydrate. At one point they even gave me some morphine for the pain and cramping.
Today (3 days later) I am finally up out of bed and beginning to feel human again. One of the nurses said that I would be weak as a kitten and she wasn't kidding. I didn't even have the strength to lift a magazine or a newspaper. I couldn't even concentrate.
This whole thing has made me realize that just because I live across the street from so many restaurants, I need to get back into cooking more. It is so easy when I get home from work too tired to cook, to just order in. Chinese, Indian, Vietnamese, you name it, we have it in our neighborhood.
I have so many cookbooks but I always think that there is a restaurant nearby who can make it better than me. Maybe not.