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Oct. 15th, 2017 07:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesSince Wednesday I've been arguing with "tour stomach", which is what my parents call it when you're tired and stressed and eating strange things at odd times and your digestive system says "You fed me WHAT? And you want me to DEAL with it?" The "tour" part refers to being on tour with a summer theater group in the late 60s.
In my case this is strange things at odd times:
- a pint of peppermint tea for breakfast, no lunch, and I don't remember what for dinner on Monday
- no breakfast, a cold breakfast burrito and cold coffee for lunch, and nothing else but water and Coke on Tuesday (a 15-hour day)
- no breakfast, a cold breakfast burrito for lunch, and massive amounts of salad for dinner on Wednesday (an 11-hour day)
- a warm breakfast burrito for breakfast, two pints of beer (I never drink before 5:00) and a bowl of chili for lunch, followed by a sip of champagne and a cupcake at teatime and the rest of the salad for dinner on Thursday
Yesterday I poured an entire large coffee into a storm drain in Coolidge Corner because I took a sip and knew I would have been sick if I drank any more of it. But I desperately wanted Planters dry roasted peanuts for some reason, and those didn't upset my stomach at all. They dried me right the hell out because of all the salt, though. But I decided that if I actively wanted any kind of food, I might be getting better.
This morning I woke up feeling more like myself than I have since last Sunday. I'm sort of pretending it's a normal weekend in terms of grocery shopping and laundry, but it hasn't been, because I run out of gas every afternoon around 2:30. At least today all I did was yawn and decide it wasn't quite naptime yet. Yesterday I wasn't home from errands at 2:30 and wasn't sure I could get myself there. I did, of course, but I scared myself a little.
I think I can give myself one more day to get my brain and my digestion both back to 90% or better. Especially since my boss said last week that she wouldn't care if I didn't show up tomorrow.
In my case this is strange things at odd times:
- a pint of peppermint tea for breakfast, no lunch, and I don't remember what for dinner on Monday
- no breakfast, a cold breakfast burrito and cold coffee for lunch, and nothing else but water and Coke on Tuesday (a 15-hour day)
- no breakfast, a cold breakfast burrito for lunch, and massive amounts of salad for dinner on Wednesday (an 11-hour day)
- a warm breakfast burrito for breakfast, two pints of beer (I never drink before 5:00) and a bowl of chili for lunch, followed by a sip of champagne and a cupcake at teatime and the rest of the salad for dinner on Thursday
Yesterday I poured an entire large coffee into a storm drain in Coolidge Corner because I took a sip and knew I would have been sick if I drank any more of it. But I desperately wanted Planters dry roasted peanuts for some reason, and those didn't upset my stomach at all. They dried me right the hell out because of all the salt, though. But I decided that if I actively wanted any kind of food, I might be getting better.
This morning I woke up feeling more like myself than I have since last Sunday. I'm sort of pretending it's a normal weekend in terms of grocery shopping and laundry, but it hasn't been, because I run out of gas every afternoon around 2:30. At least today all I did was yawn and decide it wasn't quite naptime yet. Yesterday I wasn't home from errands at 2:30 and wasn't sure I could get myself there. I did, of course, but I scared myself a little.
I think I can give myself one more day to get my brain and my digestion both back to 90% or better. Especially since my boss said last week that she wouldn't care if I didn't show up tomorrow.
