Salmonella. *shudder*

I have been stomach sick before. I have known nausea and all the wonderful things associated with it, but not like this.

I will spare you the gruesome details, but I am now among the ranks of "Salmonella Survivors". Somehow, most likely from the seafood at my Malibu wedding last weekend, I managed to get a nasty case of the stuff. It left me out of commission for almost 3 days and swearing I'd never have children. I can't imagine enduring anything like that for longer than 3 days, let alone 3 months. No thank you.

I did survive though. My insides are still cautious and periodically warn me that they're not sure they're up to whatever I'm considering feeding them (yes, I did just give my GI Track a personality), but I am slowly entering back into the world of solid and flavored food. I'll be honest though. That first bite of cream of potato soup after 72 hours of sickness was practically a spiritual experience. Food, in the creamed and bland form, never tasted so good.

Makes you grateful for little things. I was a food lover before, but for a while it falls under the category of "passion". And if you catch me staring at your food while we eat, don't be offended. ;-)