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Snow Way I'm Going To Work (Please forgive the pun in the entry title. I couldn't resist. This is Friday's entry, by the way - I'm writing it at 12:40AM, and since I haven't yet gone to bed, it's still Friday. Greymatter clock be damned.) I woke up this morning and there was snow. There wasn't a ton of snow yet, but the roads looked icy and I have had a bad cold for over a month and I was leaving work at two anyway to go to the gastroenterologist, so I decided to stay home. Do you know what would have been really lovely? Going back to sleep. I did not do that, however, because the doctor's office called and asked if I wanted to come in at 10 (they had a cancellation) rather than 3, so I did. The roads were slippery but my doctor's office is only a five minute drive away. This is my second visit to what I call the tummy doctor, because gastroenterologist is just too damn long. (I suppose I could say G.I. doctor but then people would ask me what I meant.) The last time, five weeks ago, I was handed a list of things to cut out of my diet and told if there wasn't improvement by December, I would find myself on the receiving end of a lovely colonoscopy. You know what I did? Marched myself right home and made some big dietary changes. No more caffeine. At all. No caffeine. Cutting out caffeine (which I really only had in soda anyway) made a drastic difference. No more onions if I can help it. This one is so much harder. Do you know how many things have onions in them? All things. Everything Greg and I like to cook has onions in it. Now I just chop them big and cook them in for flavor, and I can fish them out of my serving. Restaurant food is harder, and it's hard when you're a guest for dinner (or at your in-laws for Thanksgiving) because you don't want other people to drastically change recipes for you, and no onions is usually a drastic change, and yet you know if you eat onions bad things will happen. Onions and caffeine are the two big ones. I've also cut out beans and cut way back on the dairy and started watching my starches, because for some reason I still don't understand bread, potatoes, and pastries are all on the list. The result? I feel at least 50% better than I did a month ago. The improvement is enough that the doctor is holding off on photographing my colon for now. I go back in February and he'll reevaluate at that time. My new gym is right next to his office, so I went over afterwards and did thirty minutes on the elliptical trainer, had a mango smoothie, and went home. At this point it was midday and it was still snowing and I was awake and there didn't seem to be much point in going back to sleep. I thought, I should work on my paper! My paper I have not yet begun! I have books I can look through and I can do online searches and make a list of things to get from the library on Sunday! So instead I went down to the basement, caught up on Days of Our Lives from the last three days (Sami! Back off! You're a giant freak! Why does Jennifer have Sally Albright's college hair? Is the sun brighter in John and Marlena's penthouse, making them both squint all the time?) and watched the Primetime special on Return of the King and the pilot episode of Joan of Arcadia (which was very good) and cross-stitched and ate reduced fat Cheez-its. At some point I clipped coupons and emptied the dishwasher and cleaned off the dining room table and ordered tickets to Return of the King. Greg came home and later in the afternoon we went to the grocery store so we don't have to go tomorrow, because more snow is either coming or already here (I haven't looked out the window). All the grocery stores around here suck, but perhaps I shall rant about that tomorrow. It really does deserve a rant. Actually, retail and restaurants in my area deserve a rant as well. Hmm. I see a rant coming. Anyway. Then we came home and made a fine dinner of pork tenderloin and risotto and green beans and watched Clueless because at my final class on Wednesday we're discussing it alongside Emma. He went up and worked a little more and I watched Miss Match and cross-stitched some more, because Elizabeth is a bad influence. And then he came back down and he had pie and ice cream and I just had a little ice cream and we watched some of the Angel season three DVDs, and then we came upstairs and I wrote this entry. And that, my friends, was Friday. |
