Ick, ick, ick.

[mrissa]

Not going back down to the con today. Not going anywhere. I have my brain back but am dizzy and awful. Managed 2/3 bowl of mushy oatmeal before I had to stop because it hurt just plain too much. Further caloric plans for the day: honey in my tea; juice; egg drop soup; strawberry ice cream.

None of you get this, all right?

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

Promise, not going to get that. It sounds awful. I'm so sorry you're sick. Was trying to think of another way to introduce calories painlessly, but you seem to have covered the basics. (My kid sister broke her jaw in three places when she was 18, going face-first over her pushbike handles when the front wheel came off; they had to wire her jaws together to make the bones fit right, and for three months she lived off whatever she could suck up through a straw. Different causes, but more or less the same effect. Liquidised mince, I remember, but that would be hard to organise in a hotel; otherwise, I think she mostly subsisted on Angel Delight. But then, she was 18, and this was 1980...)

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I can see where you were thinking the hotel came into things, but the good part of this is that Minicon is in town, so I am home, in my own bed/on my own sofa/etc.

I am terrified to ask what liquidized mince and Angel Delight are, but I'm asking anyway.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Ah, right; sorry, I was confused by the con concept (cons universally happen Somewhere Else, y'know?). Still, if you're being ill, better to do it at home.

Liquidised mince: that would be ground beef to you, I guess, put through a blender to get rid of any texture at all. Angel Delight was the dessert that defined the '70s: it came in a sachet, a powder that you mixed into milk, which then coagulated into a sort of frothy mass - closer to whipped cream than custard. It came in various flavours, or at least colours, and the different varieties tasted appropriately pink or brown or whatever. Retrospectively, it was vile; actually I'm not sure I liked it even at the time, but happily my kid sister did.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I feared that was what liquidized mince was. I am not enough of a meat fan in general to be willing to eat it in that form; the very thought makes me a little nauseated. As for Angel Delight -- err. I think I'm glad I mostly missed the '70s, then. The only '70s Dessert thing I can remember is carob chips, and that only because people's moms were still sometimes using them in the early '80s, when I was in preschool.