Today begins my life after death…almost death
Monday, June 23rd, 2008You know in those movies where someone gets infected with an alien virus or a zombie bites them and the zombie cooties start to turn the person into an evil flesh eater? Can you imagine what goes thru that persons mind in that short window of time between the immediate infection and the onset of whatever viral infection is sure to doom the innocent and loveable movie star? I CAN! Because it happened to ME!!!!
Many of you heard me on the radio this past Friday talking about how horribly sick I felt. I even said it several times on the radio that that might be my last broadcast in case I die over the weekend. The funny thing about it is that I didnt say that to be humorous or dramatic… I actually, TRUELY believed I was going to be hospitalized sometime between then and now. You see, after work Thursday, G-mo and I went down Camleback and grabbed some dinner and despite the recent salmonella / tomato scare, I didnt think twice about adding chopped tomatoes to my fajittas..that was until later that night when I had some of the worst stomach and head aches ever.
NO! IT WASNT GAS! And NO I DID NOT SPEND ALL NIGHT IN THE BATHROOM (thats gross that you would even think to ask that). It was so bad that I stayed in bed, nearly unable to move from 8:30pm until 10am the next morning. I came into work on Friday (LIKE A SOLIDER, thank you very much) but even though it was 113 that day I couldn’t stop shivering, my head felt like it was crushed, my EYE sockets hurt, my stomach felt like it was twisted in knots, I was weak and seemed to have every “flu-like symptom” of salmonella poisoning listed on the internet.
Google News told me there were 36 cases of Salmonella Tomatoes in Arizona; I could have sworn I was #37! Chefs, Servers, Restaurant owners all called in Friday saying which tomatoes were recently declared safe by the Health department and which tomatoes I should still avoid…this is it, I am going to die…
Friday night was more of the same, I was so paranoid and in so much internal pain that I kept my wallet in my pocket (instead of on the passenger seat or in the arm rest) while driving in case I passed out, crashed and the medics had to figure out who I was.
So what happened? Nothing! I didn’t throw up, I didn’t pass out, I didn’t even need medical assistance. But it really WAS a weird feeling to connect all the dots inside your head and be fully convinced that you are infected with zombie cooties (or in this case salmonella). So if I didn’t die then why am I writing this? Because there is that small chance that I DID die but do not realize it, kind of like Bruce Willis in The 6th Sense!! OOOOOH that was a suprize ending in that movie huh?!!!






