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Hey all .. having one of those periods again. It seems they still don't have a clue about what is wrong with me otherwise I don't think my GI would keep bouncing me around from specialty to specialty.
Anyways. I called my sister to give her the news about the Rheums and Infectious Disease referrals as she was getting irritated that it seemed like nobody was doing anything and so I tell her and she launches into this tirade about how if I just exercised, ate better and stopped smoking (and if my parents didn't smoke) things would be better <-more on this in a second. And the promise I felt about getting some movement on things was absolutely crushed.
As I've noted already I had to move back in with my parents back in February of 2008. They both smoke, my step dad especially is a heavy smoker and they smoke inside the house. I can't really say anything, hey I'm being given a place to live so what I can't exactly start telling people what to do in their own home. So I smoke inside too because everyone else is so screw it.
So yeah about my sister. She's short, 5'1" and had 2 children young and ended up gaining a ton of weight and was as high as like 250 or something nuts. She is one of those people who find God, exercise or some other vehicle and then go nuts with it and now everything is about exercise and eating blah blah blah. In the time that I've been ill and previous to that I didn't always eat well. I ate out a lot, fast food, processed food and all that garbage. But for damn well near a year I have watched very carefully what I've eaten. I do sometimes still have some pizza and I crave candy and of course she hears/sees that and suddenly that's all I do. Somehow she doesn't understand in my case, it doesn't really seem to matter what I eat. It all makes me sick so I try and eat what I enjoy and as it is, I can't keep on weight so calorie rich foods are a good thing for me right now but that doesn't seem to matter to her.
Even without her giving me ****, I've felt for awhile that people are thinking int he back of their minds that I'm doing something to myself to cause this or not doing enough to make myself healthy and well. I just feel like pulling up the covers and sleeping for days and ignore everyone so I don't have to feel ****** about things.
Ugh anyways thanks if you read this. Just needed to get it off my chest as it were.
Anyways. I called my sister to give her the news about the Rheums and Infectious Disease referrals as she was getting irritated that it seemed like nobody was doing anything and so I tell her and she launches into this tirade about how if I just exercised, ate better and stopped smoking (and if my parents didn't smoke) things would be better <-more on this in a second. And the promise I felt about getting some movement on things was absolutely crushed.
As I've noted already I had to move back in with my parents back in February of 2008. They both smoke, my step dad especially is a heavy smoker and they smoke inside the house. I can't really say anything, hey I'm being given a place to live so what I can't exactly start telling people what to do in their own home. So I smoke inside too because everyone else is so screw it.
So yeah about my sister. She's short, 5'1" and had 2 children young and ended up gaining a ton of weight and was as high as like 250 or something nuts. She is one of those people who find God, exercise or some other vehicle and then go nuts with it and now everything is about exercise and eating blah blah blah. In the time that I've been ill and previous to that I didn't always eat well. I ate out a lot, fast food, processed food and all that garbage. But for damn well near a year I have watched very carefully what I've eaten. I do sometimes still have some pizza and I crave candy and of course she hears/sees that and suddenly that's all I do. Somehow she doesn't understand in my case, it doesn't really seem to matter what I eat. It all makes me sick so I try and eat what I enjoy and as it is, I can't keep on weight so calorie rich foods are a good thing for me right now but that doesn't seem to matter to her.
Even without her giving me ****, I've felt for awhile that people are thinking int he back of their minds that I'm doing something to myself to cause this or not doing enough to make myself healthy and well. I just feel like pulling up the covers and sleeping for days and ignore everyone so I don't have to feel ****** about things.
Ugh anyways thanks if you read this. Just needed to get it off my chest as it were.