|not quite a green machine.|
On the one hand, I am quite relieved. I don't wanna take the pukey p. I'd rather have inflammation than infection and most definitely would rather have pneumonitis than cancer. FO SHO.
On the other hand, I would love to take a pill and feel better. Yeah, that's not happening.
When I spoke to Dr. Henry last night, I really enjoyed how he described me: as electric! Whoo! I can honestly say I've never been called electric before. I am still smiling. He believes I could power a small city with the energy created by all of my anxiety. Dan's response: a small city?
And did I say I was doing a 30 day all green diet? Oh, that must've been a typo. I meant to say 3 day all green diet. I got super hungry today and ate a handful of shredded wheat with almond milk. I wasn't feeling any better, and I need immediacy. So while I will still continue to eat all of the greens I bought in preparation for the green-ness to follow, I will probably not be looking like Elphaba come August (unless.... I regain my ability to breath normally and a Broadway casting agent comes looking for an understudy...).