I’m still amazed by the nonsense of the Asian grocer, the details of which got vaguer and vaguer as public health officials desperately sought information from her.
a) If she thought for one moment that an ingredient she had purchased from a shop had made people seriously ill - and had the potential to make other people seriously ill - she would have provided proper details of every shop she’d ever been to.
b) once she realised that suspicion was falling on her for picking DCM and if she genuinely thought that it was something she bought rather than something she picked she would be providing details of that shop pronto in order to clear her name.
So (imo) it’s pretty clear it was never something she bought and always something she picked. Back to the problem of accidental picking and including DCM in a meal - which everyone ate but only she was not affected.
On her claim that she was unwell - none of her timeline, reported symptoms or hospital tests bear out the likelihood that she had DCM poisoning. Even if she did weigh 100kg and didn’t eat a whole portion. After all Gail only ate half a portion and died within a week. Ian ate a full portion and only survived with a liver transplant. I don’t know if there’s a sliding scale of how much DCM you have to eat vs how ill it makes you but it’s pretty clear that you don’t need much to be very unwell indeed. After her alleged diarrhoea alongside the various car journeys she took with her son, she was shuttling back and forth to hospital, taking the dehydrator to the tip, packing her daughters ballet bag, having a little lie down … none of that points to someone who had also ingested some DCM (or who thought there could be even the tiniest chance her kids may have had exposure to it too).
She says she binged cake and threw that up
atter the meal but I think DCM toxins would be in the system already? Also not sure about her timeline on guests leaving as son and friend came back, then she ate loads of cake, was sick and then drive son’s friend home. It feels like each lie is to answer an allegation, which prompts another question, which prompts another lie, over and over and over.
The cancer lie turned out to be a cover for gastric surgery, turned out to be just an appointment to discuss options. And whatever the kids ate it was never actual leftovers from that meal.