soggy donkey herder on Nostr: I’m gonna hit pause on the jacket for an uncharacteristic reason: I’m gonna wait ...
I’m gonna hit pause on the jacket for an uncharacteristic reason: I’m gonna wait a month and re measure and see if my size changes.
So last night my intuition burst through the door with a pronouncement: the chocolate is contaminated. See, I’m allergic to dairy. A couple of years ago I switched chocolate brands, from the Unreal almond butter cups to Chocolove bars. They’re dairy free but made in a facility that processes dairy, and I’m like, surely this is fine. So I buy a box of their bars and start eating them, usually half a bar a night for the three days right before my period starts, if you have a uterus you probably know what I mean. Things are fine.
But then I had the Worst Autumn Ever and started eating chocolate for dinner. Kind of “things are bad, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em” pleasure seeking.
And then last night the Kool-Aid Man of intuition arrived. It’s not that the chocolate is making me fat - I really do not care - it’s all the other shit the trace dairy is doing to me. My whole body is crazy inflamed - my socks leave giant tourniquet marks on my ankles, my Achilles are starting to do the firey inflammation burn, the tendon on my elbow is furious again, my face is breaking out. I’m ok once I get moving, but getting up and taking those first few steps is pretty bad. There’s nothing else in my diet that could be doing this.
Only one way to test the theory: I’ll banish the chocolate to the back of the pantry for a month and re evaluate.
Fuck, y’all. These food allergies suck beyond words.
Anyway, if I’m right about the dairy, my measurements will change as the inflammation goes away, and the semi-fitted jacket won’t semi-fit anymore 😂
So last night my intuition burst through the door with a pronouncement: the chocolate is contaminated. See, I’m allergic to dairy. A couple of years ago I switched chocolate brands, from the Unreal almond butter cups to Chocolove bars. They’re dairy free but made in a facility that processes dairy, and I’m like, surely this is fine. So I buy a box of their bars and start eating them, usually half a bar a night for the three days right before my period starts, if you have a uterus you probably know what I mean. Things are fine.
But then I had the Worst Autumn Ever and started eating chocolate for dinner. Kind of “things are bad, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em” pleasure seeking.
And then last night the Kool-Aid Man of intuition arrived. It’s not that the chocolate is making me fat - I really do not care - it’s all the other shit the trace dairy is doing to me. My whole body is crazy inflamed - my socks leave giant tourniquet marks on my ankles, my Achilles are starting to do the firey inflammation burn, the tendon on my elbow is furious again, my face is breaking out. I’m ok once I get moving, but getting up and taking those first few steps is pretty bad. There’s nothing else in my diet that could be doing this.
Only one way to test the theory: I’ll banish the chocolate to the back of the pantry for a month and re evaluate.
Fuck, y’all. These food allergies suck beyond words.
Anyway, if I’m right about the dairy, my measurements will change as the inflammation goes away, and the semi-fitted jacket won’t semi-fit anymore 😂