Tuesday, March 30, 2010
7:42 PM | Posted by
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I have a tale to tell. Those who know Elaine and me know that we had surgeries to help us get our weight off in 2009. One of the requirements for the rest of our lives, at least for me, is a ton of protein every day. Without the protein my hair will fall out.
Recently we have had problems with mice in our pantry. They nested and destroyed a huge percentage of our food storage. We have had to Clorox all the shelves to get rid of the mouse droppings and maggots, etc. It was totally disgusting. We hauled out at least 10 carcasses after they were poisoned.
Well the other day I was needing a protein drink, which we keep in the cupboard. Yes, I usually drink them room temperature. Because of problems in the past I am always very careful to inspect each container before putting my mouth on it. This one had been nibbled on the flap you pull up to open it, but it looked safe otherwise. I washed it off, opened it up and started to drink.
One of the problems with these drinks is that when they have been sitting around for a while much of the very bottom of the drink clots. It is like putting a blood clot in your mouth. That is the texture. Elaine won't drink them any more because of that. I can mush it up in my mouth so I can swallow it without gagging. Oh the things we have to do.
This time when I got to the bottom I was mushing up the clots when I felt something that was small and firm. Hmm, I haven't felt that before. I rolled it around in my mouth and felt it with my tongue trying to identify it. No good. So I swallowed everything else and spit it onto my finger to see what it was. There, covered in chocolate protein drink was what looked for all the world like a dead maggot. I'm sure I don't need to describe in detail the spitting, the scraping of the tongue, and hard swallowing that followed. Shivers.
Recently we have had problems with mice in our pantry. They nested and destroyed a huge percentage of our food storage. We have had to Clorox all the shelves to get rid of the mouse droppings and maggots, etc. It was totally disgusting. We hauled out at least 10 carcasses after they were poisoned.
Well the other day I was needing a protein drink, which we keep in the cupboard. Yes, I usually drink them room temperature. Because of problems in the past I am always very careful to inspect each container before putting my mouth on it. This one had been nibbled on the flap you pull up to open it, but it looked safe otherwise. I washed it off, opened it up and started to drink.
One of the problems with these drinks is that when they have been sitting around for a while much of the very bottom of the drink clots. It is like putting a blood clot in your mouth. That is the texture. Elaine won't drink them any more because of that. I can mush it up in my mouth so I can swallow it without gagging. Oh the things we have to do.
This time when I got to the bottom I was mushing up the clots when I felt something that was small and firm. Hmm, I haven't felt that before. I rolled it around in my mouth and felt it with my tongue trying to identify it. No good. So I swallowed everything else and spit it onto my finger to see what it was. There, covered in chocolate protein drink was what looked for all the world like a dead maggot. I'm sure I don't need to describe in detail the spitting, the scraping of the tongue, and hard swallowing that followed. Shivers.
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