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» The Best / Worst thing I've ever eaten
Eating after a serious illness.
Had a similar 'ritz cracker' experience with appendicitis. Having had a finger inserted up my bum no less than 4 times before finding out what the problem is, nearly dying of complications on the operating table, living off a saline drip for 9 days and my weight dipping into single figures (which at 6'2" is an achievement), I was finally able to eat my first piece of solid food.
I had a bowl of Rice Krispies and that first mouthful was better than the day I discovered masturbation. When you factor in I had only tasted the bile I had been constantly throwing up since I was admitted, the kaleidoscope of flavour that exploded on my tongue from a spoonful of puffed rice and semi skimmed milk left me wanting to do nothing else but eat for the rest of my life.
The second spoonful was even more intense. It had some sugar on it. In my state it might as well have been crack, given my bodies' reaction to it. The SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETness was easily the most intense flavour I had ever tasted and this, combined with my body devouring the nutrients it was receiving as I ate meant my time of being ill was over.
From that point on, that very moment, I started getting better.
astraboy.
(Thu 26th May 2011, 22:46, More)
Eating after a serious illness.
Had a similar 'ritz cracker' experience with appendicitis. Having had a finger inserted up my bum no less than 4 times before finding out what the problem is, nearly dying of complications on the operating table, living off a saline drip for 9 days and my weight dipping into single figures (which at 6'2" is an achievement), I was finally able to eat my first piece of solid food.
I had a bowl of Rice Krispies and that first mouthful was better than the day I discovered masturbation. When you factor in I had only tasted the bile I had been constantly throwing up since I was admitted, the kaleidoscope of flavour that exploded on my tongue from a spoonful of puffed rice and semi skimmed milk left me wanting to do nothing else but eat for the rest of my life.
The second spoonful was even more intense. It had some sugar on it. In my state it might as well have been crack, given my bodies' reaction to it. The SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETness was easily the most intense flavour I had ever tasted and this, combined with my body devouring the nutrients it was receiving as I ate meant my time of being ill was over.
From that point on, that very moment, I started getting better.
astraboy.
(Thu 26th May 2011, 22:46, More)