Climbing down off the white horse(s)

So, Anthy's fine.  All is pretty well here.  That's why I've not had much to write.  That's the good news...

What's not so good is that I have been having some considerable pain.  We will call it "lady pain", and leave out the details many of you really don't want to read.

This pain has lasted a couple of years and I have finally called it.  I am done.  I am willing to take whatever pill will help, do whatever my doctor tells me, sacrifice whatever virgin goat I have to in order to make.this.pain.go.away. 

A few weeks ago, as a bit of a last resort, I agreed to do a saliva test in order to see if we can find some answers.  The results are back.  I met with my doctor and...I'm fine.  There's nothing wrong with me.  There is no medical reason to be in pain for 2 weeks every 60 days.  Ummmm...yay?

So, I cried.  I'm good at that these days.

There is no pill coming.  There is no magical cream.  There is no virgin goat that will help me.

What *might* help is some dietary change.  My doctor is convinced that cutting out caffeine, white flour, and white sugar would eliminate the pain.  (Once again) Ummmm...yay?

Seriously?!?!?  

My first thought was that there is nothing I could eat for breakfast.  That's how brainwashed in flour and sugar my brain has been.  It took my 30 minutes to go "OH, EGGS...and a banana....and orange juice!"  I have been eating yogurt (sugar), cereal (sugar/flour), and/or toast (sugar/sugar/flour) for so long I could not imagine a breakfast without them.

So, I have convinced myself to try it.  For three months.  I figure no one ever says "Man, I should really get more white sugar and white flour in my diet"...

(You can start making bets on how long I last.)

I'm starting now....

I mean...now...

I mean...in the morning...  :)