Elbow Macaroni

[rinue]

Biology lesson of the day: do not attempt to eat a chocolate chip cookie whilst applying alcohol to an open and festering wound. It's not that the pain will make you vomit, because it isn't particularly bad -- not even if you are using the battlefield-medicine technique of vodka on a hankerchief while Val insists that you see a doctor unless it's better by morning. Rather, the problem is that your nerves are overtaxed, and so the messages from your tastebuds are scrapped; it's your body's form of triage. It's enough to make one wonder whether hospital food is really that bland, or if the patients are simply incapable of taste. It also makes one question the wisdom of incorporating food into sexual play.

[Editor's note: I'm fine. As soon as I got my hands on some hydrogen peroxide, the infection vanished.]