MM - BBGC - Life After WLS

2:16am.

I am in California, safe and sound.  Night!

Mile high club.

No, not really.  I refuse to even use the toilet on an airplane.  It's one of the dirtiest places you can go.  Gack.  No. No. No.

I am off in two hours to Logan Airport with Jennifer, she's coming as my seeing eye human, because I was slightly terrified of going to California alone a few months ago.  Now that I have gone to Philly and Texas alone, LA doesn't seem all. that. horrible. but I knew that if I was going to have the worst hypoglycemic event OR the biggest seizure EVER, it would totally happen en route to LA, solo.  I figured that if someone were to come with me, another post-op would be perfect, and Jennifer is a post-op, and since Mr. MM is a pain in the ass, she'd be more funner.

So, the two of us combined, have like $600 cash, and that's not enough for bail money.  Keep that in mind if you get a desperate call from California in the next three days.

Faux Pumpkin Pie Fage

I got this from a YouTube subscriber:

"It's like eating creamy pumpkin pie in a bowl..."

• Greek yogurt (Oikos, Fage..)
• Canned pumpkin (NOT PIE FILLING)
• Stevia, Truvia (Or Splenda)
• Blended Pumpkin Pie Spice

Quitting.

I emailed the neurologist the other day, whining and complaining about the brain melting.

His curt answer, "Stop the meds."

I basically, said, "Yeah, but, WHAT THE FUCK?"

He said something to the effect of:  "But, if the meds are making you that miserable and scared that you're going to have a seizure, stop them."

What if I have THE. BIG. ONE. in Los Angeles Airport, and, and?  No.  Not just yet.  The Dopamax is 'working' if I have not had a grand mal seizure since I started taking it.  SO WHAT IF I FEEL LIKE MY BRAIN IS MADE OF PURE OATMEAL, that happens to be ELECTRIFIED?

He then suggested that I quit taking it when I get back from California, and I go back to the neurology unit for a quick stay with the EEG helmet and we try alternative medication.  Because?  Because, I have had way too many of the mini-swooshes while on this drug to say that it's really working for me, unless they are not really seizure issues, but then again, who the hell knows what's wrong with me anyway.  (The swooshes were my initial complaint when I went to the PCP in 2006.)

I can only hope that we see something on the EEG when I get hooked up again.  (We saw nothing in January, no seizure activity, right after a real live fall on the floor seizure.) 

Ouch. But, yum.

Close to where we moved, there's a little grocery store with lighting that doesn't really offend my eye-brain connection.  (I have a really bad problem with the lighting in big box stores, I am hoping it's the seizure medication and NOT the seizures causing this, because it's becoming very AGGRAVATING and nearly stopping me from going anywhere...) 

Bob brought me there today to check it out because it's literally the closest option for me to get to for the bread, soy milk, and CALIFORNIA ROLLS.  Word.  When I am driving again (which I can, by the way, now, but I am terrified to) this would be my store for food.  Think of Whole Foods, but in miniature.  I ADORE WHOLE FOODS.  We don't have it around here, it's a hike for groceries, and complete insanity on the weekends. 

Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to prices in this store, because we just picked up a few things, but I am sure it's a bit high, because it's in a not 'gated' community.  I was more interested in seeing that they had what I buy - in stock - like my unsweetened soy milk, zero calorie dressing, some organics/natural foods, yogurts, fresh produces, Boars' Head Deli, great cheeses, olives, hummus, lots of good stuff, oh and the sushi bar, lol.

The reason for this post though - I got a small box of vegetable rolls - ate one - and it's killing my guts.  I cannot eat raw carrots.  BAH.  I didn't inspect what else was inside the roll, but it HURTS my intestines.  It was a sticky wrapper, with avocado (safe), match stick carrots (not safe at all), and various veggies that I didn't care, because they were YUMMY, and now it HURTS.  BOO.