Monday, February 7, 2011

I Hate My Stomach

It's on strike. Has been since Saturday night when I ate a lovely piece of homecooked salmon, some mashed yams and asparagus.

My fancy-schmancy stomach decided it didn't like something in there, and so M and I had to suffer through another, er...symphonic night.

On Stupor Bowl Sunday (that one's for you, Polar's Mom), I had a small breakfast (orange pepper omelet and a few bites of bacon), then hit the gym, and then later in the day had Chobani yogurt, a handful of M's croutons (which he is not supposed to bring in the house but does anyway) and a banana.

I ask you, is there anything in there to rage about? NO! My stomach is a spoiled, whiny teenager. It doesn't like bananas now, apparently (it probably still loves the fattening croutons tho). I was gassy and bloated all night, and again this morning. I've had enough already!

Doctor's office called, I have some results back it seems but don't know what they are yet.

So, in the midst of my digestive angst (which is not necessarily making me eat less, it's just that I worry more about what I'm eating), I went shopping on an emtpy stomach.

And I got very hungry. And some items fell into my shopping cart that really had no business being there.

Thankfully, when I got up to the checkout counter and spread out all my goods, the visual array of my choices hit me right between the eyes. There were mushrooms, chard, beans and all sorts of good things, right next to two chicken quesadillas, three pre-made meatballs and a packet of chocolate chip cookies.

I had to swallow my embarrassment and tell the counter clerk to please set aside the cookies and the quesadillas. I felt kind of silly doing it, but he didn't bat an eye.

It was a good thing I didn't bring all that food home. My stomach would have killed me.

Tonight I made this recipe from NYTimes Recipes for Health: Mushroom and Greens Gratin (the next time I have 4 hours to kill I'll make the Slow Cooked Beans and Kale). I didn't have the right cheese (I used Asiago) and I only used two eggs instead of three, but it turned out nice and crispy and fairly flavorful.

At this moment, this has NOT hurt my stomach yet. Praise be. I hope it calms down. I'm really starting to think there's something seriously wrong with me!


  1. I feel for you. What's this all about anyway? It's an IBS thing with me - you too?

  2. Wow great job on resisting the cookie AND mexican-doubly tough! So proud-like a peacock parent. Snif. Tear. YAY you! ;-) Sorry for the gassy assy. Beano?

    Polar's Mom

  3. I'm sorry you feel so uncomfortable and hope you get some answers soon. Good job putting back the cookies and quasedillas. I know how hard it is when things fall into my cart that don't belong there. I always adopt them and take them home to live on my hips forever. You are a strong woman and have won my unequivocal admiration!


  4. Poor old tum. Let's hope you find out what the matter is and can get going on fixing it.


  5. Good for you passing on the cookie, I so proud!

  6. Damn. Hope they sort out your stomach issue SOON!!! Take care.

  7. I thought my post didn't go through...I was right.

    Good for you for putting the quesadillas (Napoleon Dynamite anyone?) and the cookies.

    Hope you figure out what is troubling your digestive system soon.