So. It got worse around our house before it got better.
It's been a long time since I've asked you a hypothetical, and in fact, the stellar paisley jacket one is the only one I can remember, so let me put one to you now.
Say you'd seen your wife suffer terribly with the aforementioned stomach affliction for nigh on four days. And so, on Friday morning, after having been up all night yourself, when you were complaining of the same affliction, and she handed you yogurt and expressed sympathy, and then suggested that you limit yourself to stuff that would be easy on your stomach that day, like maybe toast, would you:
- Heed her advice, because she's been through it?
- Heed her advice, because you know about the BRAT - bananas, rice, applesauce, toast - diet for diarrhea and upset stomach?
- Heed her advice, because why the fuck not?
- Go to the nearest deli for lunch, because after all, all you had for breakfast was yogurt, and get a giant pastrami, cheese and sauerkraut sandwich? And then be up all night Friday, and complain about it Saturday but insist that food had nothing to do with anything?