...a few days ago. Thank you Asda and your own make soups - thought it was a mislabelled potatoe & leek cos it smelled a bit cheesy . Since it was on the shelf next to the Stilton & broccoli, thought I'd picked up the wrong one until about 2 hrs after I'd ate the fucking thing - giant leaden weight in my guts which just got heavier and more nauseating.
Now I know what a wean with NEC feels like.
If it had gone on to D&V it wouldn't have lasted so long or felt so bad, a burny ring isnt as bad as thinking that your gut is going to perforate with trapped gas. Probably sent the work into a meltdown as they were already shortstaffed before I took ill.
Came back yesterday, still badly dehydrated through not drinking the day before but better and by the end of the shift felt better than I have for yonks - some fuckin' detox eh?
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