Pop Corn is not my friend
It has been a rough few days here for me. I expected to have a rough day on Saturday. At the wedding, although I skipped the roll and cake, I knew I would be ingesting hidden gluten. And I did. I also took a couple of immodiums so I could make it through the reception and that always screws things up for a couple of days. So Saturday was a day pretty much wasted. But it was worth it. I had fun at the wedding.
Sunday I was feeling better. Got a long walk in. Got a few things done. But I did something very stupid. I was hungry and this last week I started a diet so I ate a small bowl of popcorn. Well, as you may know, popcorn for healthy colons can be a challenging thing to digest. For someone with out a rectum, very little large intestine, and a scarred and shortened small intestine, digesting pop corn is like digesting glass. Stupid is putting it mildly.
So yesterday, Monday, I had a miserable day. I couldn’t go for a walk. Tried to walk on the treadmill, but that did not work. Decided to make myself at least pick up the house but got nothing else done. I then needed to take Max to the doctor. This was at 3:00. I made it but was uncomfortable. We needed to go to the store for dog food. Saw mom and David there but I felt kind of rude, barely saying hi and waddling through the store and back home. It hurt. I made it to my weight watchers meeting. After weighing in. Lost 2 lbs. Which was good but for the first week, I was hoping for a little more. My metabolism since cancer treatments and forced menopause has slowed tremendously so I should be happy with two pounds. Just not what I am use to. I stayed for the meeting but sat very carefully and quietly.
This morning I am still getting rid of the pop corn. Will it never end? Well I think it is close to being done and then I have to let things heal with the help of my ointments. This will take a couple of days. Still, I am hoping before it starts raining hard today, I might get a walk in. Or probably in order to stay close to the bathroom, I probably will use the treadmill. I just always prefer to be outside.
Tomorrow morning I need to take Max to the Silverton Hospital to have his gull bladder scanned. Getting him up early enough for this will be a challenge. Wish me luck.