It's just past noon and I should probably be hungry. It would be convenient to be hungry now, since in twenty minutes I'm going to leave for an appointment and I'm not going to have another chance to eat lunch until two.
Instead, my stomach feels... not truly bad, but not quite right. It feels almost like stage fright: I'm jittery and almost nervous, I have too much energy but no focus, I want to get up and walk down the hall but I don't know where I'd be going or why, and I can't think. My breathing is shallow until I notice and take a few slow deep breaths; the next time I notice, it's faster and shallow again.
This must be what happens when I have chocolate cake.
I did scrape all the frosting off it. I'm not a complete idiot. And I didn't have much; I took a slice that would, if formed in a different shape, have been smaller than a donut.
This is awful.
Note to self: next time you think chocolate cake at 9:30 would be a spectacular way to have a healthy breakfast, go read this entry, 'kay? UGH.
Deep breaths. There ya go. Again; good. At least you didn't have caffeine. Things could be so much worse.
Instead, my stomach feels... not truly bad, but not quite right. It feels almost like stage fright: I'm jittery and almost nervous, I have too much energy but no focus, I want to get up and walk down the hall but I don't know where I'd be going or why, and I can't think. My breathing is shallow until I notice and take a few slow deep breaths; the next time I notice, it's faster and shallow again.
This must be what happens when I have chocolate cake.
I did scrape all the frosting off it. I'm not a complete idiot. And I didn't have much; I took a slice that would, if formed in a different shape, have been smaller than a donut.
This is awful.
Note to self: next time you think chocolate cake at 9:30 would be a spectacular way to have a healthy breakfast, go read this entry, 'kay? UGH.
Deep breaths. There ya go. Again; good. At least you didn't have caffeine. Things could be so much worse.
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In the future, in what can only be described (by me) as an extreme act of friendship, I would be willing to eat your chocolate cake for you whenever you feel tempted. :)
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"The first one down was the four-year-old. The child looked lovely. Cute little face, clean. Hair in little braids, little things, you know. 'Good morn', Daddy.' And I said, 'What do you want for breakfast!?' The four-year-old has the ability to see through and find the wrong thing. The child saw through my body what was behind me. She saw the chocolate cake. She said, 'Can I have chocolate cake?' And I said, 'Chocolate cake, where?' She said, 'Chocolate cake behind you.' And I looked... and there was chocolate cake! The child wanted chocolate cake for breakfast! How ridiculous! And I said... and someone in my brain looked under chocolate cake and saw the ingredients: Eggs! Eggs are in chocolate cake! And milk! Oh goody! And wheat! That's nutrition! 'What do you want?' 'Can I have some chocolate cake?' 'Chocolate cake coming up!'"
-- Bill Cosby, "Himself"
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"Hello, Poison Control Center? My idiot brain has made me ingest large quantities of sugar."
"Don't worry, ma'am, we get this kind of call all the time. How long ago did you eat it?"
"About two hours... I think..."
"OK, I need you to stay calm. Eat four ounces of a good sharp cheddar and drink at least two glasses of water. If the symptoms worsen to the point you can't dial a phone, induce vomiting and dial 911."
*sigh* Idiot brains.
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However, like you, I would've been tempted if a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting was nearby ... Must. Resist. Whatsoever.
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I gotta remember about sugar. I knew it, and I forgot, or else I deliberately talked myself out of remembering. That was foolish.
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However, somehow I do generally remember that coffee is dangerous -- use with great caution.
Is your foot pain caused by inflammation?
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My best guess is that no, my foot pain is not caused by inflammation, because no anti-inflammatory measures (dietary, hot/cold baths, supplements, or drugs) have ever affected it. Too bad. Inflammation may not be perfectly understood, but it sure is something we know how to fight.