Wednesday, January 10, 2007
I was sitting at dinner the other night. Mr. had made juicy burgers and roasted eggplant on the grill. I love eggplant and we eat it all the time.
I took a bite of eggplant and my mouth felt suddenly funny. I thought it was odd, but I took another bite. (Yes, I'm brilliant!)
The right side of my mouth blew up like a balloon. As did my tongue.
I said, "I think my mouth ith thwelling."
Mr. about dropped his fork.
"Are you okay?"
I trotted off to the nearest mirror and thure enough - my thongue wath a bit thwollen ath well ath the thide of my mouth on which I chewed the eggplant.
Now don't get your knickers in a twist, I could breathe - no problem there. If there had been, I'd have dialed 911.
I called Grambug. I thaid,"Hi. I ate eggplant and my mouth ith thwelling a bit. What do I take?"
"Call the doctor." Click.
Okay... I called the doctor. I left a methage.
The thwelling thtarted to go down.
The doc called me back and told me no more eggplant - ever - and to take 2 benadryl.
2? OMG! That's enough to knock out a full grown elephant! I have a church meeting in a half hour!
By the time Mr. and I arrived at the meeting, my tongue and side of my mouth were back to normal, but my eyes were rolling around in my head.
Thus ends my love affair with eggplant...