Pain! That's not right!

I've been studiously avoiding gluten in the past week by eating a lot of fruit and fresh vegetables and when I'm out, only eating sushi. The other day my Mum made me chicken fillets from a packet, and they were covered in bread crumbs. Oh, that was yesterday.

Today I'm in all sorts of pain. I had to rush to the loo today and I had cramps like hell, oh my GOD.

I've been so good lately but tonight - oh LORDY. And I don't know whether it's my guts or my uterus. Considering the pain is going from my hips to under my boobs, I would think it's the digestive system that's complaining.

Now comes the delightful question - do I take drugs? Well, I don't know how I'll sleep if I don't. I hate how high I feel on them but oh, this pain is really kicking my ass.

My new "bad" habit...

Lately I've taken to eating a bowl of fruit before I clean up to go to bed. I get, like a bunch of that sweet canned fruit, and then I chop up a handful of fresh strawberries and throw them in. The strawberries usually outnumber the canned fruit, it looks like a bowl of chopped strawberries.

I really love strawberries. Like, it's a LIFELONG obsession for me. I ate them when I was a baby, I ate them when I was a kid, I collected Strawberry Shortcake shit as best I could when it was fashionable, and I have a number of strawberry scented lip balms in my bags and make-up kits (Body Shop is the best, I've found).

And I maintain that finding the perfect strawberry, perfectly sun-ripened, bursting with sweet strawberry goodness, then kicking your arse in the end with a bit of strawberry tartness... *swoon* Oh GOD that's orgasmic!

Anyway, I'm trying madly to find alternative nibblies to chocolate and junk food. It's just so hard finding gluten-free stuff that doesn't cost heaps. Seriously, fresh fruit and vegetables are getting ridiculous! The only reason I can afford strawberries right now is cause they're in season and going for less than two dollars a punnet! I'm going to enjoy them while the going is good!

I don't want Mirena to get me fat. :( I'm putting on a bit of weight, I've noticed. Nothing bad, I mean, I still look skinny, but I liked how I was before. I was just a little more svelte. Now I'm sort of cutely curvy. Which isn't a bad thing (and I'm sure Paul doesn't mind) but I like to stay as fit as possible, given the circumstances. Plus I think all the bad food is contributing to my sore gutterwuts. :(

Rogue is terribly disappointed by my new habit though. She loves it when the cutting board comes out in this house, cause usually it means my Mum is trimming some meat and she loves to get the scraps. Every time I take out the board, it's fruit. She sniffs it and looks at me, like, "What are you doing? Why? Why do you do this?" The insult is doubled when I put it all in a bowl and eat it just like I do a bowl of vanilla ice-cream, which is her favourite thing to lick at when I'm not looking. Again, she sniffs and it's fruit, and she's all, "What?!" Very angry with me. Gives me the patented feline "Stupid monkey" expression.

Oh, and another new hankering I've had, which makes me all sorts of dorky, I swear. No really, I know I'm a dag but this puts me in a special category... I've been finding that I've been enjoying Fleetwood Mac. 70s Fleetwood Mac, mind, not the 80s stuff. Add that to my love of Heart, Rush and other groups like that, and you could say that I'm fairly camped in the 'Prog Rock' category lately. Maybe it's the harmonies and the abundance of mandolins in Heart and Fleetwood Mac, I don't know. It just chills me the fuck out and the harmonies really give my ears something to chew on. My brain ticks over and I can really read the music in my head. I've always liked complicated music and when I heard "The Chain" by FM the other day, my brain rejoiced and I wanted to sing along.

I mean, I'm not a total fuddy-duddy when it comes to music. I listen to Scissor Sisters. It's just that most music I hear on the radio just doesn't DO anything for me. I hear it and I can hear how every imperfection and mistake has been edited out and everything is just so over-produced. I can hear it when they pitch-shift mistakes out of the singer's voices and they never take any risks with music these days. No risks because so much money is on the line.

I really love music that you can hear the truth of the singer's voice. I mean, you listen to Led Zep and you KNOW that they didn't edit shit, they were just THAT GOOD. You had to be good at music once to get anywhere, which really isn't the case these days on the whole.

I do like new acts, it's just hard for me to sit through the great amounts of crap that get pumped at me. Like that "I kissed a girl and I liked it" song. I've heard it twice, maybe. My poor sister has been subjected to it far more than that. I remember the 90s "I Kissed A Girl" and it was a hot song, damn it! It wasn't, "I slut it up with bitches for my boyfriend" ya know?
Wow, this post has totally rambled off topic! So, point of post - new 'bad' habits - copious amounts of strawberries and Fleetwood Mac.

Stevie Wonder! That's the other thing I've been listening to! Talking Book by Stevie Wonder! BRILLIANT album!

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Well, other than the pain, yes.

Pain, pain, go away!

So I'm pain again. I don't really know why. It can't be food, I'm eating zero gluten. It's all in my pelvic region now, so I'm thinking it's the endo again. I'm not taking anything for the pain anymore because I've had the Mirena put in, so I'm having trouble coping with the pain.

There's Dolased in the medicine cabinet (codeine like WOW) and I'm so tempted to take some, but I know I'll be good for nothing after that. There's so many things I want to do.

I want to finish my Doctor painting. I want to pull out some of my new clean shiny white canvases and do some more paintings. I want to write some fic (but my laptop is dead and Mum's laptop that shall by my laptop needs proper fixing).

All I've managed to do over the past few days is sleep in all day and then lie in bed all night playing on my DS or reading about human evolution in a thirty-year-old book. Which, I think, is a bit of a waste of time. (The DSing at least).

All right. At ten, I'm taking the painkillers.