A Controlled Vacation From Gluten-Free…
Yeah, that hasn’t worked out so well. Partly because it’s been so blasted hot and I haven’t felt like putting forth much effort to cook…and definitely no baking. Partly because now that I’ve opened up the food world again, nothing really sounds good. The fatigue hasn’t been too bad, but I’m not feeling quite as good as I did a week or so ago. So it’s back to the grind on Monday. Sure wish gluten-free breads, biscuits, etc… were as good as the ‘real’ stuff.
I’ve made one other change, and I think it’s helping. I’ve added acidophilus to my island of supplements. In the past I’ve only taken them when I’m sick. But they are for digestive health, and they seem to make the enzymes work even better.
Now I can’t remember if I just bought my 3rd or 4th jar of coconut oil since February, but the last one is getting pretty close to empty…and I’m NOT running out. When I look at them and think…I’ve been EATING COCONUT OIL…JARS and JARS of COCONUT OIL…it’s kind of a gross thought. But it makes such a huge difference in how I feel.
I’d also been slacking off on the vitamin C and B-complex. Don’t ask me why, because I don’t have a good answer. Or any answer at all, really. But they, too, help a lot. I was doing well at juicing for a while…I need to start the radish juice again. It wasn’t that bad. It wasn’t that bad…I can do it.
I did remember to get my blood test yesterday. Same rude lab tech, but this time she managed to get it from the bend of my elbow (yes, I have another pretty bruise). I’ll find out Monday what my TSH levels are. If they test the wrong thing again, I’m going to spit bullets.
So we’ll see how it goes. Seems like there was something else I wanted to mention, but whatever it might have been is gone. If I remember, I’ll update this post. Now it’s back to my manuscript. Five-thousand words a day for fourteen days. And I’m a little short tonight. Can’t screw up the first day in. 🙂
Looking at the tag list, I just remembered. While I’m feeling better in 85 degrees than I have since I was a kid, these 95 and 100 degree days are nuts. I hate them. But to be perfectly honest, miserable as they are, they still aren’t bothering me as much as they used to. Of course, I’m using the air conditioner, and the only time I’m outside is to walk from the house to the van, and the van to wherever it is I’m going.