When I had my bout of the worst diarrhea this earth has ever seen back in October, I couldn’t handle the taste of rehydration salts. See, with diarrhea, the big fear is that we’ll all die from dehydration because it is a killer in the developing world. So, the PC makes us take these ridiculously disgusting salts to get over being dehydrated (they are simply sugar and salt mixed with water, but try it and you’ll see how gross it is.) If there is Gatorade to be had, we are allowed to take those as well, thing is, it’s so much more expensive than the salts. So anyways, back in October I took them both a ton for about a week not really even drinking water (or eating any food, obviously.)
Gatorade used to sort of be a luxury in my family, a nice treat for dinner or a job well done at a soccer game or something. The other day we went golfing, my Dad, brother and sister. At the end of the day everyone was, of course, tired and thirsty so Dad ordered us some drinks, 4 Gatorades. The experience brought me back to October, and not any of the good parts. Now PC has ruined Gatorade for me.
When my brother came to visit me in March I drank a coca cola everyday with him (he drank soda here the way some people chain-smoke.) When he left, I found myself craving a coca cola every afternoon, and on the afternoons when I didn’t give in I had terrible headaches. It’s happened again. I spent the whole week my sister was here enjoying sodas when she got them and then the whole week almost all of the rest of the family was here enjoying coca-cola lights.
Now, anyone who knew me in high school (and college for that matter) will tell you I’m quite opposed to soda, it’s high in teeth-eating-sugar and unnecessary calories, but here… I just can’t resist its sugary-caffeine-pick-me-up- and most importantly COLD afternoon goodness. So I officially HATE the coca-cola company for making me a bit of an addict.
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