Holy headache, Batman!

I've been craving Chinese take-out since Thursday when Al & Tom were telling me about their weekly foray to the New China Garden by the Publix where they shop.  Of course, I was convinced it was Friday and that Aggie and I didn't need to cook.  Al reminded me that it was only Thursday.  Thanks a lot.  And so we didn't get take-out on Thursday - or Friday either, for that matter.  Tonight I couldn't stand it any longer.  We ordered steamed dumplings, crab rangoon and an order of sweet & sour chicken to share.  No egg foo yong - I'm getting adventurous in my old age.  Everything was excellent, as usual, and after having listened to her fortune and consumed her cookie, Aggie promptly went and stashed a piece of chicken she had been hiding between her paws in the sofa pillows for later.  She doesn't know that I know.  Silly dog.  I put the leftovers away, sat down to watch the latest episode of CSI:NY online and bam! - a suddenly stuffy head and a serious MSG headache.  That's the only thing it can be - I've already self-medicated with ibuprofen and Zyrtec this afternoon.  What is it with oriental chefs and MSG?  I don't use a lot of spices when I cook and I hardly ever use salt on anything - but when there is MSG on anything, it hits me like a mack truck.  I think the FDA should ban the stuff - it can't be good for you.  This from the woman who is pickled in artificial sweeteners from years of Diet Coke consumption - but at least it doesn't give me a killer headache.  On the upside, I probably won't need to be embalmed when I die.  So there.  And if this post seems slightly incoherent, well - it's the MSG.