This is sad, as I rather like salmon. But it's just not worth it.
For the second time in about a month, I have thrown up after eating salmon, so whether it's really the fish's fault or not, I'm not going anywhere near it henceforth. This time was really really bad -- I ended up vomiting blood, which led my near-and-dear to take me to the emergency room. Because -- although the doctor told us reassuring things about it being a tear in the esophagus from the original vomiting -- vomiting blood is kinda scary. And I really don't want to go through that ever ever ever again.
The really unfortunate thing is that is was supposed to be such a nice evening -- dinner with the lovely jellybeast and her beau, then seeing Stars in concert. We had even managed to stake out a spot right in front of the stage. But alas! It was not to be. I'm kinda bummed about the whole thing. And completely paranoid, now.