I had some bad bouts with diarrhea yesterday. I won't even begin to describe what the toilet bowl looked like afterwards. It's too scary. I dared not look.
I realized that my stomach is still struggling to adapt to an all liquid diet. It's struggling mighty hard... like Sisyphus and the stone. The first sign of weakness is of course an incessant grumbling of the stomach. It drones on and on.
I read online that when the stomach gurgles, it's actually trying to reconcile the distribution of air and liquids in the stomach. Well... considering that's all that has been in there for the last couple of days, I guess I should just brush it off as a normal phenomenon. Still, when you try to sleep and are woken by the sounds of animal screams... but then realize it's your stomach, you tend to get a little edgy. The only time this is okay is if you're a Martian rebel leader in a Schwarzenegger flick.
I feel weak today in the arms and legs. Stacey says that I may be lacking in complex carbohydrates. I'm no expert in nutrition (if it tastes good, eat it) but it sounds about right. Normally, carbs should be the majority of one's diet. But for me, it hasn't been the case. Because it's difficult to drink rice and soy products (curse you, phlegm!) I've been staying as far away as possible. Bad idea. I need to soldier up and deal with it. Man cannot live on chicken broth and miso soup alone.
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