This was my biggest decision of the day since I really haven’t been vertical at all.

It was one of those days, just woke up like this.  I was fine, totally fine.  Sunday and Monday I was achy but nothing new and not enough to keep me in bed.  And then, TODAY.   I wake up literally saying “ouch”  my eyes are barely open and I’m trying desperately to find a comfortable position.  Well guess what Lauren, there is no such thing as comfortable today and you’re just gonna have to deal with it.

So, my mind goes super crazy the entire day.  Is it the steroids? I lowered the dose, so it’s possible.  This, then makes me angry and sad that I depend on these little pills.  Is it just that I’m getting a cold?  Is it something else? Should i be worried?  Complete crazy-girl mode.  So, I went back to bed and slept for hours.  Now I am awake and pacing.  No painkillers for me, trying to give the liver a break over here.

I feel (and look, I might add) like a ragdoll.  So awesome.

Dr. Y has advised me to start a new diet.  It has to do with getting my stomach back in working condition.  The meds have really messed things up in there. Basically, for a month I’ve decided to go with a (mostly) plant based, carb-free (candida and mold free) diet.  I started yesterday.  This is supposed to balance out the good and bad bacterias in your stomach and bring peace and happiness to the intestines.  Yes, please!  She told me 65% of your immune system lies in your gut!  So, in theory, if the tummy is working as it should then I should start feeling a lot better.  I am more than willing to try, that’s for sure.

We can all imagine how hard it is to change our eating habits.  Especially since once upon a time I considered champagne and appetizers a sufficient dinner (shoutout to Jenny K and Nubes), and of course, since my all time fave meals are Lombardis pizza, anything fried and dipped in numerous sauces, or cheddar toasts from Freemans down the block.  No more of any of that.  I mean, I have been pretty good for awhile now (no alcohol since the Ticker of course), it’s just a matter of being a bit more strict and careful.

I’ll turn it into a game of some sorts and get myself excited to make quinoa and fish! Now that’s a partay!  Seriously, it’s not so bad.  Talk to me in week two.