Lesson Learned

I'm guessing there's a reason that when the nutritionist was talking to me about diet, she did not include Mexican food from Juan's on the list of "rebuilding" foods.

I was in a truly cranky mood on Wednesday and so decided I needed Juan's for lunch to help comfort me. The words "big mistake" don't do the idea justice.

I have told my friends at work that if I even mention Juan's again in the next four months, they are not only to dissuade me from such madness--they are to slap me. Hard.

I had serious indigestion all night and most of the following day. It didn't really dissipate until last night. I don't think it was the spiciness of the food, per se, because it wasn't all that spicy. I think it was just the overall lack of any nutritional value in what I was eating. Loaded with fat and flavor, yes. But not much else, and my digestive system let me know how much it disapproved.

I promise I'll be good from now on. Really.

Sometimes Life Is Especially Unfair

Very soon after getting my cancer diagnosis, I went online and looked for "cancer diets". You'll be shocked to hear that it's mostly common sense: no caffeine, no alcohol, lots of dark green, leafy vegetables, lots of fruits, and anything with antioxidants. And I've been pretty good. I've pretty much completely dropped the caffeine and alcohol and it's a pain, and a drag, and a bother, but I feel like it's just not that hard to make those changes for the duration of this healing process.

But honestly, I figured I could dabble in caffeine and alcohol after radiation. I mean, why not, right? I'll be better and life should resume. And then stupid Kaiser hospital has to publish this.

Sometimes life is so unfair.