Rotten Circuits

As you probably read yesterday, I'm kind of ill - the IBS is back. I have two potential culprits, and I'm blaming both of them - milk and booze. So with that in mind, I've compiled a list of acceptable breakfasts that contain protein but not milk (or booze!) in my head. I then had to cull a few - for example, beans on toast conflicts with the low fibre diet I'm about to start, as diagnosis for the IBS.

What's really different this time, though, is that my stronger core muscles are making the pain a lot easier to ignore. My posture is better - I don't need to hunch up so much - so my shoulder isn't sore as much, and I'll have periods of time during the day when I don't feel the pain at all, because my abs and hips are holding everything in a comfortable place. Even overnight, I was able to lie flat on my back and sleep, and a couple of times on my front, too!

When the pain is there, it's just as bad, but it doesn't stop me doing what I need to. For example, I had a huge spasm as I climbed my stairs yesterday, and I barely stalled for it - just carried on.

Ok, so I wanted to write a big thing about Aber, the party we set up for Hazel, getting engaged, visiting Canada, and Jodie's wedding, and basically how awesome it all was. But there's just too much of it, and I don't have enough free time, so I'm going to skip it this time.

It was all awesome. Especially the bits which involved Hazel, which was all of it, but also including the bits that involved any of the rest of my awesome friends, which was lots of the time that did involve Hazel, and also some of the tiny fraction of remaining time.

Which basically leaves two daytimes in Toronto (following the above set of experiences) not covered as to how awesome they were. They were medium awesome.

You are now up to date. Well, nearly. As much as matters to you, anyway.