So on. So forth.

So ... my medical leave is over and I'm not cured. In fact, I spent all weekend sick as a dog. But that is the nature of this stuff, I guess. I feel confident that with my new doctors' guidance, as well as the change in my overall meds, I'm on the road to better health.

Here's an example. It's 4:40 pm, I'm at work and I'm not sick. Well, my tummy is rumbling, but I'm here and I'm not freaking out. That is a big deal!! Normally, at around 3 pm, I have terrible spasms and I have to run off to my secret bathroom. Not so today. Of course, I'm hardly eating anything. Well anything crazy.

Today I had my new usual: a protein drink for breakfast and chicken and rice for lunch. Tonight? Eggs. Honestly, I'm not even craving anything else at this point. I just want to function!

So that's where I am: waiting for the results of some tests I took last week and looking forward to just working and parenting and, well, getting back on the horse. Just as long as this horse stays slow and steady.