No more turkey cutlets
For dinner last night we had stuffed turkey cutlets on the grill. At the time, they seemed like nothing special.Once I went to bed, however, the turkey cutlets struck with a vengence. I was up all night either preparing to vomit, vomiting, or recovering from vomiting. When I was in bed I couldn’t sleep because my guts were roiling and I was shivering uncontrollably. It was not fun.
Sarah was lucky enough to be generally unaffected.
Today, I stayed home from work because I still had fairly strong nausea and a wicked headache. Of course, I couldn’t eat much beyond a few crackers and some liquids which meant that I had the energy and activity level of a comatose sloth.
No more turkey cutlets. Ever.