i i i (and some scratching!)

I feel like a monkey.

I ate something bad on Saturday. Fajitas from Chillies for dinner and the next morning I kept running to the toilet every 15 minutes.

Even though I was able to work, I needed to be close to the comfort of my own private toilet. So I skipped work yesterday and today, but I remained available online. Smart move, as it turned out that anything I ate went out within minutes. Now I understand why there are bulimics in the world! Darn it’s the easiest diet!

Concerned about my health, my sister told me that bananas fight diarrhoea. For someone who eats a banana not more than once a year, this was a challenge. My grandmother, may Allah bless her, took upon her the responsibility of feeding me bananas. One after the other.

Today, and after consuming more than a dozen bananas I feel like I should be swinging from a tree and calling Tarzan. Hey, at least he had a nice body!