Trying to Take Steps

I still don't feel up to par, but the fact that I am so reluctant to eat makes the healing process just a wee bit slower than it needs to be. I'm working on it. Last night, I had rice from the Afghani restaurant. I figured that while the rice was flavourful, it was still bland enough that my stomach would feel good about it.

Still, one can not help but feel tired with a day of meals such as I am having:

12 spoonfuls of Cheerios in milk
a small cup of pear sorbet
plain rice with some raisins
four bottles of [flavoured] water instead of my usual 6 - 9 bottles a day

I guess after all the eating of the past three weeks on the gabapentin, this is a drastic change. This is not what I sighned up for. I suffer more than enough abuse at the hands of my own body. Why this, too? Yes, that is just me whining. I get to do that once in a while.

I haven't started the Lyrica, which in some ways is fine. I have always been anti-pharmaceuticals for many, many years. As the fun bits of this ailment have manifested, it has gotten more and more difficult to stay to course of living a drug-free life. Maybe I can go back to that life (although I don't know if that is possible - and keep working) and since I'm most of the way there, why not try it a longer?

This coming Tuesday I will be driving down to Philadelphia, to University Hospital of Pennsylvania. We'll stay overnight in the hotel a couple miles away and then Wednesday morning at 0800 I have my appointment with Dr. ... Um... I've forgotten. The information is somewhere in the boatloads of paperwork from both previous trips to Philly and the new stuff I need to fill out and send back... GROAN.

I just hope like crazy that this doctor, a specialist in adult-onset DM II, will have ideas, suggestions, etc. - or, dare I hope - a pallative for this wretched disease! I'll take anything I can at this point, I am not fussy!