No Cake For Me Thank you

So it’s been just over a week with supplements and change in diet. I definitely feel better. I am experiencing less pain overall, my movements are easier throughout the day and I am no longer excruciatingly stiff in the mornings and evenings. There is also a marked change in my ability to focus. I even made it through a game of chess this afternoon. I look forward to playing more often but I think I should crawl before I learn to walk. I’m pretty sure I should remove alcohol from my diet as well, or limit myself to a glass or 2 of wine every once in a while as I now am able to feel the effects it has on my functioning and pain the following day (and no I am not talking about simple hangover symptoms). Using it as a means to self medicate is one thing, but I’m hoping I won’t need to do that on a regular (nearly daily) basis.

Right now the Lyme and the resulting co-infections have taken a back seat to the food allergies. While I have no great misery about no longer ingesting gluten, egg, yeast and most dairy, it seems others do. Granted, those that I have recently spent time with know of the new changes I have had to make but honestly, it really isn’t that big of a deal for me to change what I eat. Granted, you won’t see me anywhere near a pizza parlor and I want nothing more than to attack the Domino's delivery driver as I see him drive by. It really is okay. I am looking forward to exploring the kitchen again. I just wish that Whole Foods was more conveniently located so I could stock up the pantry.

Now, a simple ”no, thank you” just doesn’t seem to be enough when someone tries to pass a piece of birthday cake. Maybe it never was, but now I notice it because no, I really can’t eat cake and I treat it like poison. So the conversation goes from “no thank you” to an eventual “no, I cannot eat that”, which then brings about the whole allergy thing. When really all I was trying to do was avoid the whole topic and concentrate on whatever is going on around me. I suppose I could simply take the offered food and set it aside and hope no one notices that I don’t eat it, but that seems like a waste of food and again, I am afraid of inviting a conversation that really is tiring and unnecessary.

In a few days I will start on the antibiotic. I am worried about how my body will handle it, the side effects. Hopefully the worst that I will experience is some mild nausea, but I won’t know until I start. I haven’t taken an antibiotic in years, decades maybe.