When I came back from London I was excited to see family and friends but I was REALLY excited about eating all of the foods I didn’t get abroad.
One of the first meals I ate after getting back was a BLA (bacon lettuce and avocado sandwich). My parents like to make all of the fixins’ then make a bar so you can put together your sandwich anyway you want.
This caused problems for me. I may have gotten too excited and maybe ate five BLAs.
Yes I said five sandwiches. I ate one and still felt hungry. I ate two and still felt hungry. So I ate three more. I finally felt full after the fifth and went to go relax. It only took about 10 minutes for the pain to occur.
The sickness hit me fast. I felt like an alien was growing in my stomach and I was about to explode. I dare say it was worse than a hangover. I was talking with Fletch on the phone when it came about.
I laid down in bed and began to whine to Fletch. “It hurts so bad!! Why did I do that?” was basically how the conversation went. Fletch asked what happened and I explained that for some crazy reason I ate five BLA sandwiches.
Fletch: “what? You ate FIVE BLAs? How did you even do that?”
Me: “I don’t know!! I just did! I hate everything!!!”
Fletch: “Why didn’t you just stop eating?”
Me: “I wasn’t full! God!! Why did I do that?! I feel like all of the light in the world has gone out!” (I get a bit dramatic when I don’t feel well)
Fletch: “Well, now you know not to eat five BLAs next time.”
At that point I decided that the best thing for me to do was to get off of the phone and wallow in self-pity.
I usually eat one sandwich and feel stuffed but not this time. I seriously have NO idea why I did such a dumb thing but I did. It was terrible. It was possibly one of the worse sicknesses that I have ever experienced.
Have you ever done something like that?