Just a quick observation. My husband and I were having football snacks yesterday that included a nice warm loaf of fresh pita bread. When the hommos was gone there was a teeny-tiny piece of pita bread still left from the loaf. He put it back in the bag. I just looked at him and really thought about this. I would have finished it just to finish it. He's thin. I'm fat.
Feeling a bit better. I feel as though I have been punched in the abdomen - I think my body is still recovering from the assault it took on Friday. I truly believe it was a medication side-effect, although my sister-in-law, who has been through it all, thinks it was a full-blown diverticulitis attack (as I have diverticulosis). She thinks I should see the doctor even though the worst has passed. I have a colonoscopy scheduled in a few weeks so I will just ask the doctor then. Also, if it was a diverticulitis attack there will be remnant inflammation to compare to the last colonoscopy.
However.... that being said... I promise I will see the doctor if I still feel beat up at the end of the week.
All I can say to myself is.... STEP AWAY FROM THE BREAD!
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