Elimination Challenge

If you've been reading this blog for any length of time you know two things:

1. I love scotch, and

2. I develop random food allergies out of the blue.

What you might not know is that once in a while, if I blog about said weird allergies, they seem to go away. As if I purge them via my keyboard. Remember the wheat/egg post a while back? Almost immediately after that post, my sensitivity to both disappeared. I went in for testing, and sure enough, no allergies.

That's a bit nuts. And also makes me wonder about my powers of self-suggestion. So I'm going to try it here again.

For the better part of the last few months, I've been suffering from extremely painful, but very short-lived, stabbing headaches. They'll last all of a few seconds, but the pain is so very bad. Like an ice pick to the brain. They are completely incapacitating for the short span of time they hit, but then they disappear as if nothing ever happened. Off to become mere bad memories...until the next one comes along. 

Thankfully enough, they have been infrequent. In fact, I hadn't had one in a while when they suddenly returned. And this time brought their friend nausea to the party. For anyone who has ever been hungover or pregnant or just plain sick, you know how much fun nausea can be. The mere sight of food was enough to bring on the dry heaves.

I didn't dare eat for an entire week. That proved counterproductive. Turns out you need food to do stuff. Like live.

So what's a girl to do? The doctors, in their infinite wisdom, are currently inspecting pictures of my brain. They made me sit in a big magnet that sounded a bit like a jet engine and a bit like the Three Stooges fighting for 20 very long minutes. While I wait for the MRI results, I'm also on a strict diet/cleanse. I'm only allowed fruits, vegetables, chicken, fish, and a variety of supplements for the next 3 weeks. 

Remember how I gave up cheese? It's a good thing I cheated a few times (this is me confessing), because now I really can't have it again until Easter Sunday (comically enough, that is day 21). Nor any alcohol, red meat, chocolate, truffles, popcorn, or even hot cocoa. I'm being punished for crimes in a previous life, methinks.

Today is Day 2. Let's see how this goes. If it cures the headaches, it's absolutely worth it. If it doesn't, I'm going to be pretty upset about all these days I could have had cheese.