If Yenari were going to rank the three things she loves most in this world, the list would be something like the following:
- Hazel
- Chicken Wings
- Me
I’ve tried to move up in the rankings (since I used to be number two before Hazel was born) but it’s really a lost cause. At the top of Yenari’s list for chicken wings are Korean chicken wings. While there are good Korean wing joints near us in Santa Clara, and other places Yenari has chowed down on in LA and New York, for the real deal you’ve got to get your Korean chicken wings in Korea. So Yenari was pretty pumped about eating some chicken wings on our trip.
After a dinner one night with some family friends, Yenari asked her brother to pickup some chicken wings for her at one of the top spots in Seoul, Kyochon Chicken. Despite having eaten a full dinner already, Yenari ate almost the whole box of chicken wings but couldn’t quite finish them off. Fully satisfied with her midnight snack of chicken wings Yenari passed out for the night.
The next morning she spotted the left over chicken on the table. Normally Yenari is very conscious of germs and proper food handling, but unfortunately her love of chicken wings blinded her and she ate the remaining chicken wings. Before doing this she asked her mom if it was ok, and she said yes. I caught her midway through the feast and asked her if it was a good idea to eat chicken that had been sitting out all night and she said ‘my mom said its ok’. Not one to get in the way of Yenari’s love of chicken (kind of like stealing food from a hungry dog) I let it go and she finished off the food.
She was doing ok for a while, but had a bit of a stomach ache around lunch time….not enough to prevent her from eating beef soup at lunch, but enough to slow her down a bit. We took a big family nap (me, Yenari, and Hazel) for a couple hours after lunch and upon waking up Yenari felt fairly awful. After a bit she threw up and was definitely not feeling great. Yenari’s mom wanted her to go to the hospital/doctor, but Yenari was refusing to go, saying that it was a stomach thing and there isn’t really anything the doctors can do about it – only time and fluids really help.
It was approaching dinner time, and we already had plans to have dinner with the whole family – Yenari’s dad was leaving work early and her brother was driving the hour from where he lives to meet us at a bulgogi restaurant. Yenari’s parents decided that we should go without her, but right as we were leaving Yenari threw up again and Yenari’s mom decided to stay at home with Yenari and Hazel. I offered to stay at home instead, but they insisted that I go out to dinner with Yenari’s father and brother.
So we went to eat and were enjoying our meal while Yenari was at home with her mom and Hazel. About halfway through the meal Yenari’s dad got a call from Yenari’s mom and then said he was going home because they were bringing Yenari to the hospital and they needed help with Hazel, but that I should finish eating with Yenari’s brother and that everything was fine. I assumed, from what Yenari’s father said, that Yenari’s mom had convinced her to go to the doctor, but the real story was somewhat different…
At home, Yenari started feeling worse and worse. She had puked a number of times and she had been breastfeeding Hazel all day, so she was very dehydrated. Yenari’s mom was playing with Hazel in her room so Yenari went to be with them in her mothers room. She was lying there, zoned out, sipping on water…when she had to make another trip to the bathroom and basically was in a passed out / delusional state….she was sweating, having palpitations, was feeling lightheaded, had numbness and tingling in her arms and legs, and blurred vision. She asked her mom for water, but she didn’t want to let her drink it in the bathroom because that isn’t sanitary (but eating unrefrigerated chicken is?).
Finally Yenari asked her mom to call the Korean equivalent of 911 (which is 119 in Korea) – Yenari’s mom called Yenari’s dad first (the call I heard but couldn’t understand due to a slight issue of not understanding Korean) who said yes, call 911. An ambulance came, the paramedics came into the apartment and brought her out on a gurney (after asking whether she was just drunk), and Yenari, her mom, and Hazel were driven away in the back of an ambulance, sirens ablast.
When Yenari’s brother and I finally finished the multi-course meal that Yenari’s father had ordered (and commanded us to finish) we started over to the hospital, but a few minutes away from getting there Yenari’s dad called and asked us to go back to the apartment and pickup Yenari’s glasses which she had left at home – it seemed odd that Yenari would have left them, but I didn’t think too much of it. We drove the 10 minutes back home and another 15 back to the hospital….which was a real hospital, something I totally wasn’t expecting. I was expecting something like urgent care, but this was a major hospital and we were heading into the emergency room.
Yenari’s father saw us coming in and directed us over to Yenari, lying in bed with an IV in her arm. I was shocked as I had no idea she was actually that sick and that no one had told me! She was obviously pissed off that I was coming so much later and asked very sarcastically if I had enjoyed my dinner! She was actually feeling a lot better by then since she had been given some fluids. The dangerous part was over, but they still attached an EKG and tested her heart – since Yenari is a nurse in a cardiac unit she was more than interested in interrogating all of the doctors and nurses on the results. Here’s the happy chicken wing victim in the hospital:

Yenari in the hospital after the chicken wing incident
Yenari’s mom wouldn’t admit that the chicken wings were the cause and was looking for other potential causes, but we all knew that the chicken wings were to blame. After her final tests were over we all headed home and Yenari finished off the evening drinking Powerade, Pocari Sweat (a Korean drink like Powerade), and water. The next day Yenari was feeling much better and by dinner time was eating kimchi and pickled crab.
As a result of this two things happened:
- Yenari’s mom started putting everything in the fridge – even cookies made it in there, and soon the fridge was just about overflowing
- Yenari doesn’t like chicken wings anymore
So, on the positive side of things I’m back to #2 on Yenari’s list. With chicken wings out of the way I’m right behind Hazel on the things Yenari loves. I’m sure chicken wings will make their return on the list, but for now I’m enjoying my spot on the list!
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