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The Hubby went grocery shopping last weekend without me. He bought some turkey that was not quite what we normally buy. Hindsight being what it is, this was obviously a mistake. He make burgers with it the other night and 10 minutes later my stomach was aching. Needless to say, it was a rough night. And a rough next day.
The “you-shouldn’t-have-eaten-that” reactions suck. My IBS issues are different when it is just a “normal” IBS reaction to everyday things (like breathing, the sky being blue, it being a day that ends in “y”, etc.) versus when it is a reaction to something I shouldn’t have eaten. Those usually entail lots of stomach pain, cramping and pain, leading to lots of exhaustion. Not diarrhea by definition but totally not well bowels. Sludge.
To make it even better, the sludge followed three days of painful constipated bowel movements. I do not understand how my bowels allow themselves to produce output that does not fit out the exit door without pain. Something is obviously screwy with my body. But then again, we already knew that. haha
Most days I do okay with my restricted diet. I am usually content to eat the same old thing for breakfast and lunch and then rotate through the “same old things” for dinner.
Today is NOT one of those days.
I’m HUNGRY. For real food. Warm, yummy, fill you right up kind of food. mmmmm….. I have been craving steak. I have no idea why. And brownies. And lasagna. I’m not really sure what’s up with that.
We went out to lunch today. The Hubby’s lunch was very yummy (yes, I tried it) and mine was not. Usually it is hard for a place to mess up plain grilled chicken and broccoli. But apparently Bertucci’s can. So I think my hunger tonight is really a been-building-all-day kind of thing. This always happens to me when we have no real food in the house. The Hubby and the Kid had hot dogs and beans with veggies for dinner. I had a cold bowl of ceral. eh. Not working so well keeping the hungries away.
But tomorrow! Oh tomorrow I am making a turkey! FINALLY! I can’t wait. I am actually more excited for the left over turkey sandwich I am going to have then anything else. mmmm….foooooooooooooooooood. I think I am going to make a soup with the left overs. Can I eat soup?? No, really, I don’t know. It’s been awhile since I have tried but I think so. Especially if I make it myself. Sounds yummy. I made it last year and it was fantastic!!!! Oh, I am so excited!
is a job I don’t hate. And one that doesn’t give me pounding stress headaches every day. No wonder my IBS has been so painful, it’s all the stupid job’s fault.
P.S. The brownies where delicious (or I just really needed them, however you want to look at it)
Thanksgiving was fantastic.
Really!
I was SO surprised. (We all were actually!) And, the best part was that she was aiming for a “healthier” version of Thanksgiving so that means that there was less butter on everything. On the carrots there was NONE. They were very good. And, (sorry my dear!) the turkey was a little dry so I was not at all worried about excess oil that sometimes gets in the way. I still had to avoid the desserts but it was ok . I was full and didn’t at all wish for any chocolate cream or pumpkin pie. Nope. Not even a teeny tiny little bite.
The company was good and I actually relaxed when we got home. Fantastic! It was a great weekend. And I felt wonderful all weekend. Wahoo! I have my fingers crossed that Christmas goes as well.
Hi. How have you been?
I have had a shitty week.
Sorry. But there is no other way to say it. Really, it was WAY BEYOND SHITTY. Work was just…too much for words. I had a dentist appointment (and we all know how well those are). My son had a really big important doctor appointment (thankfully, all is well, but it was rather stressful waiting for the appointment to get here). And, as a final touch, I am supposed to be at a wedding right now. Well, really, by now I should be at a reception.
But anyway…
I am here on my couch because I have not felt well for a couple of days. Not really spending much time in the bathroom (well, except that one morning…) but in PAIN. Crampy, icky, sore to the touch, dull, sharp, pressure - stress induced pain. Blah.
I don’t go places when I feel like this. It’s one of those things that have just become Law around here. Because, 99 times out of 100, there is an…. event…before I feel better. And I do not wish for that event to occur in, say, a church. Precisely where I was supposed to be this afternoon.
So, instead I am sitting here watching one of my favorite comics on DVD and laughing my butt off and waiting for my brownies to cook. YES! Brownies! ME! From a BOX even!!! They are so fake that I can eat them. Just replace the 1/3 cup oil with 1/6 cup of applesauce and 1/6 cup of oil (just wing the measuring, who has a 1/6 cup measuring cup???) and hope they come out well.
But, alas, I don’t think I will like the brownies. How do I know? I licked the spoon of course! *sigh* Stupid applesauce. But at least they will be chocolate, maybe that will be enough to save them…
