So I thought I would do Tuesdays as a What’s happening right now piece, and then do Thursdays as Krasnoyarsk/Russia kinda piece. Let’s see if I can keep that schedule, no promises, but I will try.
So as you may know I’m on medical leave and my main focus right now is fixing my ridiculous, overactive stomach of mine. So far I’ve gotten a bunch of blood and sample tests done and everything has come back negative. Which is great, kinda. The next step was to get a endoscopy/colonoscopy done but I’ve decided to put that off for about month or so until I can raise the funds. Check out how you can help HERE<<Will update soon when I have a full update on medical costs>>
So the plan for right now is to stay on this crazy strict FODMAP diet and take all these meds AND fiber AND miralax AND green vitamins(AND I will starting probiotics soon). Let me tell ya, that sludge colored drink there, tastes exactly how it looks. BUT I do feel a little bit better, I’m sick 1 day a week instead of 3-4 days a week. So I’ll be doing this for another month and see how it takes.
The hardest part isn’t all the meds and supplements, the hardest part is this crazy strict diet. (FODMAP is all about fructose sugar and what ferments in the gut) So since I have to stay away from common things like wheat, dairy, onions, and garlic, I pretty much have to make everything from scratch. (like tomatoes to pasta sauce kinda deal) Above I’ve make some protein gluten free pancakes, ketchup, and pasta sauce. It does get tiresome, but I’m used to doing this back in Russia. I just get bummed I don’t get to indulge in all the convenient food here in America.
My sweet Ahyaverik, or Ricky as he’s known in the states. I got him registered as an Emotional Support Animal a few months ago and it has helped loads with my anxiety. I think this is my new favorite pic of him, so proud in his official ESA vest and badge.
We had a bit of a crisis happen last Saturday, when he got attacked at the dog park. Me and my mom rushed him to the emergency vet hospital, and they took great care of him. He had 5 puncture wounds around his neck but nothing bad enough for stitches or staples. He’s actually healing very nicely(thanks to some pain meds and antibiotics) and is back to his old self already.
This actually shook me up way more than it did him. When I finally got to him after the attach and saw the blood everywhere I just lost it. With my dog bleeding all over me and thinking I was going watch him be killed 10 minutes ago, I had a panic attack. 😦 But, thankfully with the counseling I got earlier this year, I was able to calm down and be back to stable in 30 minutes. Which, I’m grateful for, because it used to take me hours to get out of that state and it would ruin my whole day. So I’m thankful and proud of the progress I’ve made.
The worst part is I was so upset at myself for how I reacted. I used to be the solid person in a crisis, the one who was calm and helping others who couldn’t handle it. Now, I’m the blubbering mess in the corner who can’t stop crying. Le sigh, maybe one day I will get back there, but for now I’ll take the progress I’ve made so far.
Til next time 🙂