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Sep. 1st, 2008 06:40 pmI'm half-way able to eat normal food again. Woo hoo!!
Sorry. Brief moment of unexpected glee. It was chocolate and a small piece of duck and a nice bowl of coriander-lemon rice and no untoward consequences. I shall restrain myself from unexpected glee in future so as not to disconcert you.
I've gained two hours in my evening, though, because of this freedom from untoward consequences. And I'm full. It's the first time I've felt full in two weeks without stuffing my face with chips. The inflammation burned up whatever I could eat faster than I could eat it, especially given the potential for those untoward consequences. I ended up eating everything that was calorie rich I could, especially chips. Not that there's anything wrong with stuffing my face with chips. And chips have no untoward consequnces. I just missed protein and leafy greens (my staples, normally). I still miss cucumbers. Not tomatoes, oddly. It appears I can survive for a bit longer without tomatoes (Kitty - be jealous). Tomorrow I shall add spring onions to my coriander-lemon rice and really live dangerously.
Anyhow, the important thing is that I have gained two hours in my evening. I am going to spend them delightfully. I shall watch Australian Idol till the phone rings, then I shall talk to a friend until I'm too tired (that depends on my energy - maybe it'll be for ten minutes and maybe it'll be for a half hour - last night I got a full hour with Llyn, but yes, I had to nap afterwards). And then I shall probably go to bed and read a book.
Ah, the celebratory life.
Sorry. Brief moment of unexpected glee. It was chocolate and a small piece of duck and a nice bowl of coriander-lemon rice and no untoward consequences. I shall restrain myself from unexpected glee in future so as not to disconcert you.
I've gained two hours in my evening, though, because of this freedom from untoward consequences. And I'm full. It's the first time I've felt full in two weeks without stuffing my face with chips. The inflammation burned up whatever I could eat faster than I could eat it, especially given the potential for those untoward consequences. I ended up eating everything that was calorie rich I could, especially chips. Not that there's anything wrong with stuffing my face with chips. And chips have no untoward consequnces. I just missed protein and leafy greens (my staples, normally). I still miss cucumbers. Not tomatoes, oddly. It appears I can survive for a bit longer without tomatoes (Kitty - be jealous). Tomorrow I shall add spring onions to my coriander-lemon rice and really live dangerously.
Anyhow, the important thing is that I have gained two hours in my evening. I am going to spend them delightfully. I shall watch Australian Idol till the phone rings, then I shall talk to a friend until I'm too tired (that depends on my energy - maybe it'll be for ten minutes and maybe it'll be for a half hour - last night I got a full hour with Llyn, but yes, I had to nap afterwards). And then I shall probably go to bed and read a book.
Ah, the celebratory life.