i got the poison, i got the remedy
Sep. 13th, 2007 02:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanThis is me stressing about my meat stuffs again, so hit the downspace key right now if you're tired of it.
One of the instructions that seems to be pretty much universal for dealing with my acid reflux issue is to eat more frequent and much smaller meals. Which I've been trying to do, while working around the fact that the breaks at work aren't really long enough to do much more than grab a coffee and skate back up to my desk.
The problem with this is that to deal with my teeth issue I have to spend 10 minutes cleaning up my mouth every single time I eat or drink anything other than water, no exceptions. This has resulted me having oh, at minimum about an extra hour a day devoted specifically to the task of how I feed myself.
Add that to the fact that I'm trying to avoid grains this week as part of my "figure out how to make at least one of my physical problems just go the fuck away and stop pestering me" strategy and yesterday I didn't eat breakfast at all. I honestly just could not come up with one single thing that I wanted to eat badly enough to have to deal with doing all that scrubbing and flossing and rinsing afterwards.
As you could probably have predicted, physical issues are turning into enough of a resource hog that they are starting to leak heavily over into the realm of mental issues. This whole situation is twigging my eating disorder Stuff like you would Not. Fucking. Believe. And I'm not kidding, my main defense? My full-blown anorexia was in 1985-86, so I keep visualizing going back there by picturing myself in leg-warmers and headbands and teased bangs.
So what I am essentially communicating to you all is that the knowledge that a 45 year-old women would look like a complete 'tard in leg-warmers is the only thing that stands between me and bugfuck crazy.
This is one of those situations where I'm honestly not sure which is worse, the disease or the cure.
One of the instructions that seems to be pretty much universal for dealing with my acid reflux issue is to eat more frequent and much smaller meals. Which I've been trying to do, while working around the fact that the breaks at work aren't really long enough to do much more than grab a coffee and skate back up to my desk.
The problem with this is that to deal with my teeth issue I have to spend 10 minutes cleaning up my mouth every single time I eat or drink anything other than water, no exceptions. This has resulted me having oh, at minimum about an extra hour a day devoted specifically to the task of how I feed myself.
Add that to the fact that I'm trying to avoid grains this week as part of my "figure out how to make at least one of my physical problems just go the fuck away and stop pestering me" strategy and yesterday I didn't eat breakfast at all. I honestly just could not come up with one single thing that I wanted to eat badly enough to have to deal with doing all that scrubbing and flossing and rinsing afterwards.
As you could probably have predicted, physical issues are turning into enough of a resource hog that they are starting to leak heavily over into the realm of mental issues. This whole situation is twigging my eating disorder Stuff like you would Not. Fucking. Believe. And I'm not kidding, my main defense? My full-blown anorexia was in 1985-86, so I keep visualizing going back there by picturing myself in leg-warmers and headbands and teased bangs.
So what I am essentially communicating to you all is that the knowledge that a 45 year-old women would look like a complete 'tard in leg-warmers is the only thing that stands between me and bugfuck crazy.
This is one of those situations where I'm honestly not sure which is worse, the disease or the cure.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
Re: I tried these
Date: 2007-09-14 01:17 am (UTC)Axe and I were in Little India and we passed by a restaurant that offered all-vegan southern Indian food. I immediately thought of the place you & Sarah took me to in Chicago.
Awesome!
Date: 2007-09-14 01:30 am (UTC)jv
Re: Awesome!
Date: 2007-09-14 03:24 am (UTC)Re: Awesome!
Date: 2007-09-14 03:51 pm (UTC)Re: Awesome!
Date: 2007-09-14 03:54 am (UTC)