I woke up this morning, totally exhausted by the happenings of the previous night, and yet truly thankful it was all behind me and that today was the first day of a 3-day weekend.
Yesterday evening, we had Japanese food for dinner, and as I normally would, I ordered the Tenzaru Soba: Cold soba served with cold tempura sauce which was mixed with wasabi, spring onions and one raw quail’s egg. It was delicious of course, and I downed it all with gusto. We then headed for Queensbay Mall for some looksee and shopping, and after an hour, we headed for home.
As soon as I got into the car, I started feeling queasy. It felt like heartburn, so I thought maybe I had eaten too fast. Then when we reached our condo, I started hyperventillating, and was very nearly out of breath. It felt like I was having an asthma attack, what with the wheezing and all. I know these attacks too well, having suffered from childhood asthma when I was young, but I had since recovered from it ever since I took up swimming. Anyway, it was all coming back to me all over again, and I could not even talk properly, but had to just sit still and take deep breaths slowly.
When I eventually started regaining my breath, I went to take a shower. And that’s when I discovered that my face and hands were all covered in itchy raised red patches, something like hives. The worse part was I couldn’t stop scratching, and soon the rashes spread to my whole body! I tell you, my face swelled up like some beast woman, and my eyelids were swollen till my eyes looked so tiny!
My husband already suspected food poisoning, and it was further confirmed when I had mild diarrhoea later on. And then subsequently, I threw up all of the nicely undigested soba meal…which made me feel really much better afterward. Immediately after vomiting, the rashes started subsiding, and I went to bed shortly after that.
Today, my face has *relatively* returned to normal, but some of the rashes are still present. They are subsiding though. I don’t think I will ever look at a serving of Tenzaru Soba the same way again. In fact, it might take me a long long while to get over the paranoia of it all. Urrrgggghhh. I blame it on the raw quail’s egg, which was the only thing I took that hubbs and Ethan did not.
So of course today, I had to take food which were *kinder* to the tummy. Homecooked food was the answer. And although I originally intended to cook claypot chicken rice, I changed plans and cooked steamed rice with dishes instead. For lunch, we had steamed chicken with black fungus and wolfberries…
…and for dinner, steamed ginger chicken. Both meals of course had the obligatory vegetables in the form of freshly sliced cucumber and the feelgood factor of my favorite watercress soup. Apparently the steamed ginger chicken went down better with both boys… 😛
And with that, we succeeded in saving one day’s worth of petrol, because we didn’t even use our car today!