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Tuesday, February 01, 2005

there's good news and there's bad news

I'm speaking of my personal life this time so if you don't care, that's okay, I wish I didn't have to either. The good news is that I've found my appetite. It finally poked its head out from under the rock it's been hiding under for the last couple years and I'm now able to eat entire meals without any *ahem* help (except for Paul who still has to finish my leftovers sometimes).

The bad news? After my visit to the doctor last Wednesday I ordered a book that is supposed to help me recover through lifestyle changes rather than medication. Unfortunately this includes becoming...*dun dun dun* a VEGAN. NOooooOo! On top of that I'm supposed to cut out white flour, sugar and salt...and processed foods, meaning I've gone a step beyond vegan and I'm not supposed to eat pastas either...Essentially I'm supposed to become a bunny rabbit for all intensive purposes. This does not bode well for me considering my newly refound appetite.

So I've decided to take it slow and start off by cutting out all dairy products because dairy is supposedly the worst offender, cut down on meat, salt, sugar and white flour (I prefer wheat bread anyway) and stick to mainly water (and possibly a Hansen's every now and then). This is all very sad news because as you all know this weekend is Super Bowl Sunday and my roommate is having a bbq and Paul was going to make me nachos with a yummy seven layer dip. I suppose I can enjoy the SuperBowl without all those toxic foods (but only if the Eagles win) but the question is do I really want to? I may have to make an exception even if I pay for it on Monday with some creaky joints.

Pray for me ><

wingless was still breathing at 1:18 PM -

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