At work today, just before and during the lunch break, I had a new case of fat poisoning. Or at least to the best of my knowledge that is what causes it. The symptoms are not obviously connected to fat in any way, they are mostly neurological. First I felt very sleepy. This is not something unique and exciting on a Monday, so I paid no heed to it. But after a while the classic symptoms of hypothermia began: Feeling of cold from inside, shivering and then shaking uncontrollably from frost, teeth clattering. Queasiness and sudden bowel activity as the muscles of the digestive tract also join the desperate attempt to heat the body, along with the usually voluntary muscles of arms, legs, neck etc. It is basically as if the body had been cooled down to a dangerous level.
I put on the outdoors clothes I had used on my way to work, and started opening and closing my arms and walking in place, lifting my feet as if walking knee-deep in loose desert sand (a mental image meant to heat the body along with the heat from the muscles). It took about half an hour, but I seem to be over it now.
I suspect the noodles. Due to sores in my mouth, I have stuck to low-friction food this weekend. (The sores are healing now, by the way.) In the evening I ate a plate of noodles, but after a while I grew hungry again and cooked another. I have read that noodles are fat bombs, but I have not had a problem with just one of them. The thing is, the dry weight of a package of noodles is pretty small, so even if it consists almost entirely of carbohydrates and fat, there just isn’t enough fat in them after cooking to set off my system. Two of them within 4 hours seem to be too much, though. So now I know.
Also, I know that I still have this mysterious fat sensitivity. It’s been many months since I have had a serious fat attack, possibly a couple years, so I was starting to wonder if it had healed. Obviously it had not. Well, that means no low-carbohydrate diet for me. I thought so. But having lost a few pounds from all the walking, I am growing hungrier than I used to. Noodles are not the answer, it seems.
Yeah, this is the kind of entry that should go into the new more personal sub-blog because it has a very limited appeal. I haven’t been able to set up the new blog yet though. There is backing up to do, installation etc. Have upgraded WordPress and PHP so far. Now it is midnight again.
Noodles are fat bombs?!? What kind of noodles are you eating?!?
Most pasta, at least the kind we eat and/or make (and that’s a bunch of pasta you’re talking about, because our family LOVES pasta), is basically flour and water with maybe some salt thrown in. Then it’s cut, sometimes allowed to dry, then boiled. The things you eat WITH the pasta, like if you smother it with cheese, for instance, might be fatty, but the poor little pasta can’t help the company it keeps!
Hope you don’t have any more of that icky feeling, anyway.
Italian pasta is indeed almost pure wheat, but Asian noodles contain fat, in this case almost 20% of the dry weight. What’s worse, it is palm fat, which is pretty much the most toxic after trans fat. Don’t eat it unless you expect to burn it all off immediately. -_- So, I guess I should have foreseen this. But it is easily a year or two since I had a real fat poisoning, so I was starting to wonder if I had shaken it off. Evidently not!
Ewwww . . . I know you are a Japanophile (or whatever you’d call it), but extending that admiration into the realm of eating FATTY NOODLES? You need to develop an interest in . . . I don’t know . . . opera? AND stick to the good ol’ safe Italian pasta! It’s such wonderful stuff, really, that it should be a pleasure to “confine” yourself to Italian pasta!
(Even the dumplings and noodles the kids and I make, which aren’t particularly Italian . . . probably more German/Czech . . . are just about all flour, water and salt. And they’re GOOD with a little cheese, or butter, or tomato sauce, or chicken broth, or . . . !)