Well, I now know that I do not, indeed, have to leave the States to get really ill on shrimp.
How do I really know it is shrimp?
The first time was in Ecuador 1992, and there must have been something really bad in there because I experienced horrible problems for a good month following getting really sick on some incredibly delicious shrimp had in the oceanside city of Salinas. When I returned to Ecuador in 1997, I did eat fish in a restaurant and, although not the deathly ill I was with the shrimp, it sure did not do well by my body.
The second time was in Thailand for the new year of 1996. Culprit? Yeppers, shrimp. Delicious, wonderful curry that I paid dearly for for three days.
Some trout put me under in the Peruvian Andes in 2000, that everyone else with me had eaten as well, but I was the only one to suffer so we thought it could have easily been a plate or fork that had not been adequately cleaned. Who knows. However, since that trip I've never had any problems in Perú.
Now I have had no problems with shrimp in Japan, shrimp I buy from the Korean market here closeby, in China, nor any fish in Europe or the United States...
...until last night. Everyone else in the house ate the same thing and nobody else got sick but yours truly. (sigh) I haven't felt this bad because of food (morning sickness does NOT count!) in years.
And just think...if I had been in Perú now I would not have eaten shrimp last night and I would sure as heck not be resenting Life today.
Is someone making a judgment call on my decision? Just a thought.
viernes, 11 de enero de 2008
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I feel for you and hope you feel better soon. Nothing's worse than a bad food reaction. Except maybe labor.
ResponderEliminarWell, Z...at least with labor, there is a purpose. That is what got me through all of mine...the treasure at the end.
ResponderEliminarBut note...NEVER AGAIN am I doing THAT! :)