Alright, I'm ready to get off the ride now. I had some dairy a few weeks back and reacted to it. I'm going on a trip and thought it would be a good idea to reintroduce some intolerant foods so that I might try the swanky hotel gluten-free food. *ouch!* It was around the same time my mom went on hospice and a few other potential disasters came in that day. Just as I was dealing with the hospice evaluation, the director at my mom's place said she wanted to move someone into my Mom's room (a ro
3-12: I eat two slices of a three cheese gluten-free pizza.
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3-20/21: still paying for it daily with changing symptoms.
Even things I normally eat hurt. Argh
I feel like one of those squeeze toys where, when you squeeze the stomach, the eyes pop out.
Never again cow dairy. In time, I'll have some goat yogurt but never again cow cheese. "Said the Raven...".
8-o
Maybe it's stress compounding it too. The things I'm dealing with, worrying about. Who's stomach wo
This forum group is a godsend. I'm very comfortable here and wish I could speak up for myself better out in the real world. Things come up, people ask things of me that I cannot give because I don't look sick on the outside. Well, I look tons better after eliminating gluten but, you know, I look normal to others regardless. People make assumptions and a lot of them.
A caregiver of my Mom's asked me to come (and bring her) to his kid's birthday party on Saturday. I don't like to say "I'm
I wonder who else is fascinated by another person's weight loss journey whether it be a friend, somebody on TV or writing in a blog. The psychological journey these people go on in order to lose weight impresses me. There are many demons to fight. I loved the show "Ruby".
Well, even though I am coming from the opposite end of the spectrum (needing to gain weight) and plenty of people would roll their eyes at this juncture, I am finding myself on a journey not that different from those I'v
I must apologize, in advance, for making such bluesy feelings public. Maybe it's a generational thing but I learned as a child that publicizing anything that looked close to "sour puss" just won't cut it. So I'm sorry for that. Maybe this is the start of becoming a genuine human being.
I'm sorry for being apathetic today. I was so active yesterday and it felt good to get so much accomplished. Maybe I should pat myself on the back for clearing this as a day of rest because I knew I would
