The cat is now on her way to a full recovery, though it has been a feeding-every-two-hours-waking-up-3-times-a-night-roo-has-major-cabin-fever kind of week which ended last night after I actually went out for a bit with a friend and came back to see that Katie had gotten well enough to try and rip the tube out of her neck and, though no stitches were broken, was still bleeding everywhere so a late night trip to the Shoppers for some polysporin and new bandages was in order. I realized this week yet another reason for my not wanting to have children: I can't handle this! It's been a week of getting excited over her bowel movements and spending 24/7 taking care of someone and I know this is basically what mom's do for many years and I'm exhausted after only a week.
Anyone feel like a humiliating roo story? Good.
On Saturdays I have registered for the two Lv4 belly dancing classes and am quite nervous about them. I guess this is why I wasn't quite as cautious as I normally am when making my morning breakfast shake. I put in the apple, banana etc into the blender and then the powdered "greens" and the hemp and flax. Now the powdered greens come with those little "freshness" packages called Silica - you find them in some jackets and shoes too (and as a little tip, if you pack up your belly dancing outfits with some of them after a big sweaty performance, it helps to take the moisture out of these uncleanable outfits). I had finished my prep and was happily drinking my shake when lo and behold I find that there is a piece of plastic in my mouth. I pull it out and it's white with picture of a little red circle with a human face eating something and a big red line through the circle, indicating of course "do not eat." I don't know how much of the stuff I consumed but I felt okay so I just hurried out to belly dancing.
While I was making shimmy, I noticed that my stomach was getting bigger. Man I feel fat today, I thought to myself. But then it became apparent by the extreme growth in size that I wasn't just having one of those "fat" days. After the class I told some of the girls about it and one of them kindly called poison control for me. Her conversation went something like this:
"I have a friend who ate some of one of those silica packages, is she going to be okay?"
"Yes, she'll be fine but as it absorbs moisture a reaction happens where her stomach will expand a bit"
"Thank you, she was a little nervous"
"How old is your friend?"
"She's 27."
"Oh...we usually get these cases with someone a little younger"
(starting to laugh)"Well, it's not like she ate it on a dare, it was a mistake."
At this point everyone at belly dancing is laughing with me and at me. Yes, though I am getting an MA, I am still the silliest person around. My tummy expanded a full four inches (which is quite a considerable amount to expand in a day) and I am almost back to normal now. So basically, don't eat the Silica packages, even if someone dares you.
Anyone feel like a humiliating roo story? Good.
On Saturdays I have registered for the two Lv4 belly dancing classes and am quite nervous about them. I guess this is why I wasn't quite as cautious as I normally am when making my morning breakfast shake. I put in the apple, banana etc into the blender and then the powdered "greens" and the hemp and flax. Now the powdered greens come with those little "freshness" packages called Silica - you find them in some jackets and shoes too (and as a little tip, if you pack up your belly dancing outfits with some of them after a big sweaty performance, it helps to take the moisture out of these uncleanable outfits). I had finished my prep and was happily drinking my shake when lo and behold I find that there is a piece of plastic in my mouth. I pull it out and it's white with picture of a little red circle with a human face eating something and a big red line through the circle, indicating of course "do not eat." I don't know how much of the stuff I consumed but I felt okay so I just hurried out to belly dancing.
While I was making shimmy, I noticed that my stomach was getting bigger. Man I feel fat today, I thought to myself. But then it became apparent by the extreme growth in size that I wasn't just having one of those "fat" days. After the class I told some of the girls about it and one of them kindly called poison control for me. Her conversation went something like this:
"I have a friend who ate some of one of those silica packages, is she going to be okay?"
"Yes, she'll be fine but as it absorbs moisture a reaction happens where her stomach will expand a bit"
"Thank you, she was a little nervous"
"How old is your friend?"
"She's 27."
"Oh...we usually get these cases with someone a little younger"
(starting to laugh)"Well, it's not like she ate it on a dare, it was a mistake."
At this point everyone at belly dancing is laughing with me and at me. Yes, though I am getting an MA, I am still the silliest person around. My tummy expanded a full four inches (which is quite a considerable amount to expand in a day) and I am almost back to normal now. So basically, don't eat the Silica packages, even if someone dares you.
1 Comments:
Heh, belly expansion and mom panic. what a week :)
I remember when we had Gromit spayed at the grand old age of 6 (think by then even Will had forgotten why he hadn't done it sooner. maybe the funny bum dance thing entertained him more than he was willing to let on). It was SO scary watching her confusion and pain. She hated us too and for a couple of days hid under Anna's bed and wouldn't come out. Then the hunger took over and all was forgiven (but never forgotten, oh no, not with Gromit... man i miss that cat)
Post a Comment
<< Home