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clevermanka) wrote2011-03-25 09:13 am
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No fretting. Stress is the enemy.
If this comic book really existed, I would totally order it.
I very much appreciate all the comments and suggestions yesterday. I decided that I'm not going to stress about it--any of it--through the weekend. I'm gonna mull it over, and listen to any more thoughts that people throw my way. No worrying about the money. No hand-wringing over whether this guy is a charlatan. Just pondering. Considering options. Not freaking out.
Oh, and getting my hair cut. My style goal. Right now I just need some more aggressive layers (especially on top) since I'm starting to get flat, hippie-hair again.
I saw 138 and some ounces on the scale yesterday. I can't get excited about it, though, because all I can think about is my quads are being slowly devoured. =/ I know it's 100% mental, but it really did feel like my legs were more tired than usual, trudging up the hill today.
But, not dwelling on that!
On the immediate agenda (in regards to health stuff):
1. Contact a G.I. doctor, referred by
poincaraux, an M.D. who deals with a combo of Family Medicine, Medical Acupuncture, and Functional Medicine. I had a short e-mail conversation with him about this time last year, but for some reason didn't follow up on his suggestions. I have no idea why not, so don't ask.
2. Make another appointment with my PCP to ask about alternatives to the Alinia antibiotic which I absolutely refuse to purchase.
3. Enjoy my god damned coffee until my current supply of Z's Divine Sumatra runs out, because fuck a bunch of wasting good beans. Then I'll strategize weaning myself off caffeine. I'm thinking Yorkshire Gold in the morning for week, then move to decaf black tea, and finally trick myself with herbal tea and coconut milk for my morning cuppa. Melissa Joulwan recommends Bengal Spice for a morning hot drink.
I think that's it for now. No stressing.
I very much appreciate all the comments and suggestions yesterday. I decided that I'm not going to stress about it--any of it--through the weekend. I'm gonna mull it over, and listen to any more thoughts that people throw my way. No worrying about the money. No hand-wringing over whether this guy is a charlatan. Just pondering. Considering options. Not freaking out.
Oh, and getting my hair cut. My style goal. Right now I just need some more aggressive layers (especially on top) since I'm starting to get flat, hippie-hair again.
I saw 138 and some ounces on the scale yesterday. I can't get excited about it, though, because all I can think about is my quads are being slowly devoured. =/ I know it's 100% mental, but it really did feel like my legs were more tired than usual, trudging up the hill today.
But, not dwelling on that!
On the immediate agenda (in regards to health stuff):
1. Contact a G.I. doctor, referred by
2. Make another appointment with my PCP to ask about alternatives to the Alinia antibiotic which I absolutely refuse to purchase.
3. Enjoy my god damned coffee until my current supply of Z's Divine Sumatra runs out, because fuck a bunch of wasting good beans. Then I'll strategize weaning myself off caffeine. I'm thinking Yorkshire Gold in the morning for week, then move to decaf black tea, and finally trick myself with herbal tea and coconut milk for my morning cuppa. Melissa Joulwan recommends Bengal Spice for a morning hot drink.
I think that's it for now. No stressing.
