Is it weird to say that I'm always surprised when people ask how I'm doing? People actually care and ask about me? Thanks! Y'all make me feel so loved.
I've been back at work for about two months. The first couple weeks were ugly, I felt terrible and wanted to die under my desk. But it got easier bit by bit. My body adjusted to sleeping less than 12 hours a day, and eating normal food. I've gained back all the weight I lost when I was at my worst, and even a couple extra new pounds, so that's pretty awesome.
In passing, my doc mentioned in a very off hand sort of way that L-Glutamine sometimes works for people with my symptoms. After trying everything else, I gave it a whirl, and it's been a huge relief. I was expecting very little, thus I put it off because I figured it would do less than thinking happy thoughts about poop. I love it when I'm wrong. I'm not "cured" but instead of being sick every day, 4 times a day, I have a rough go of it once or twice a week. I'm eating whatever I want, I don't worry about dairy, gluten, blah, blah, blah. It's liberating, really.
Running has been happening again. I use the term "running" loosely, in reality, I go jog for a couple miles now and then. And I head to yoga from time to time. Sure, I'm going like 9:30-10:00 minute pace, but it helps me feel more like myself, and for that, I'm grateful. I've got grand plans to run the Minneapolis Marathon this summer. I've got some time. At present, the goal is to get to a place where I'm ready to start training in January. And January is surprisingly close. I'd love to PR, but in reality, just finishing with a respectable time would be huge for me right now.
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