me too with the addition of stabbing stomach pains.
hey, i lost your comment about how my ineptitude with your comments system was cute. uh, thanks. cough. heh, that just made me smile. around the stabbing pain. I HATE STABBING PAIN.
and wax is a pragmatist. she thinks sympathy is illogical. my widdle spock. 'your stomach is sick all the time,' she says thoughtfully, musingly, as i topple sideways onto the couch and whimper. 'have you had it checked? cause you know, who knows what it could be.' with a meaningful raise of the eyebrows. 'do you have chicken broth in finland?' i say weakly. her expression suggests that she thinks this conversation bids fair to be both illogical and boring. 'i don't know. what kind do you mean.'
i dunno, i guess it was anxiety related. the nutritionists and doctors at school thought it was ibs or related and, well, i mostly know what to do. lots of bland, no spicy, not too much of the same thing all the time, not too much fat. the less processing the better. the thing is i'm not willing to eat quite that boringly. anyway, pepto bismol + peppermint tea got rid of it.
i told her in bouillon cubes or a can'd be fine and she came back with cubes plus instant soup cups--little packets of powder that you pour water over, which we have in america but i've never been into that much, only these were REALLY good. i don't know what the magic ingredients were. maybe 'herbs.' or leeks. or cauliflower.
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Date: 2004-10-18 08:29 am (UTC)hey, i lost your comment about how my ineptitude with your comments system was cute. uh, thanks. cough. heh, that just made me smile. around the stabbing pain. I HATE STABBING PAIN.
and wax is a pragmatist. she thinks sympathy is illogical. my widdle spock. 'your stomach is sick all the time,' she says thoughtfully, musingly, as i topple sideways onto the couch and whimper. 'have you had it checked? cause you know, who knows what it could be.' with a meaningful raise of the eyebrows. 'do you have chicken broth in finland?' i say weakly. her expression suggests that she thinks this conversation bids fair to be both illogical and boring. 'i don't know. what kind do you mean.'
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Date: 2004-10-18 08:46 am (UTC)but stabbing pains are no good (you have had that checked, right? ::frets like the mothering type i am::).
what kind of chicken broth?... how many kinds can there be?
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Date: 2004-10-18 10:31 am (UTC)i told her in bouillon cubes or a can'd be fine and she came back with cubes plus instant soup cups--little packets of powder that you pour water over, which we have in america but i've never been into that much, only these were REALLY good. i don't know what the magic ingredients were. maybe 'herbs.' or leeks. or cauliflower.