My piano-student parent who introduced me to this nougat (that I’ve talked about before) several years ago brought me some to Gabby’s lesson on January 11. I should have given it back. Or, I guess had some self-control.
The night before my trip to the ER, I joked to Ken, “Hm, I should probably stop eating this stuff. It’s most likely gluing my insides together.”
When the ER nurse asked me what I had eaten prior to my visit, I fessed up, “Well…uh…I think I ate a few too many candies.” Seriously, I end up in the ER with a nougat hangover?
I don’t drink, I don’t smoke, and I try to stay away from sugar and succeed most days, until I don’t.
One thing is for sure: I think my partying days are over. No more month-long birthday celebrating at restaurants/candy-bingeing for me.
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