![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
miss_lucy21I feel almost human again after lots of napping this weekend.
One of the things they don't tell you about your thirties is that things that never, ever bothered your stomach one little bit will suddenly cause you issues. I've had an almost iron clad stomach for my entire life up to the last, oh, 18 months. The only things I used to have trouble with were things that are super greasy, like funnel cakes. And there was a red meat thing for a year or two that I think was half psychological anyway. But everything else? No problem. All of a sudden, I hit 30 and meds start giving me heartburn (my stomach has been generally impervious to medications until this point. No, really. I think it's because I started taking stuff so young). And then anything sugar free with sugar alcohols became an absolute No. And now, in the last year or so, lettuce has started causing issues. Not any other vegetable that I've been able to tell. Just lettuce. This is unhelpful, if one wants to eat salads for lunch, which I do, because vegetables are good things. So I did some poking around on the internet, discovered this is not an uncommon thing (although in my case, I don't think it's additional fiber. I eat plenty of things containing fiber and don't have any trouble. It could be the cellulose, though). So this week I'm trying smaller salad and Romaine instead of iceberg (iceberg is cheap. I am cheap), because apparently iceberg is more likely to cause issues because it's mostly cellulose. And I chopped it up small and washed it really well, so hopefully that will take care of the problem. Because if not, I'm going to have to engineer another way of getting vegetables (because I don't do well at cooking them with dinner during the week).
And I think I need to do some routine engineering here. I'm having a lot of trouble dropping back into the routines that were disrupted by surgery, which means that I should probably adjust things or try something new. Which, really, not in the mood to deal with, but probably don't get a choice here.
One of the things they don't tell you about your thirties is that things that never, ever bothered your stomach one little bit will suddenly cause you issues. I've had an almost iron clad stomach for my entire life up to the last, oh, 18 months. The only things I used to have trouble with were things that are super greasy, like funnel cakes. And there was a red meat thing for a year or two that I think was half psychological anyway. But everything else? No problem. All of a sudden, I hit 30 and meds start giving me heartburn (my stomach has been generally impervious to medications until this point. No, really. I think it's because I started taking stuff so young). And then anything sugar free with sugar alcohols became an absolute No. And now, in the last year or so, lettuce has started causing issues. Not any other vegetable that I've been able to tell. Just lettuce. This is unhelpful, if one wants to eat salads for lunch, which I do, because vegetables are good things. So I did some poking around on the internet, discovered this is not an uncommon thing (although in my case, I don't think it's additional fiber. I eat plenty of things containing fiber and don't have any trouble. It could be the cellulose, though). So this week I'm trying smaller salad and Romaine instead of iceberg (iceberg is cheap. I am cheap), because apparently iceberg is more likely to cause issues because it's mostly cellulose. And I chopped it up small and washed it really well, so hopefully that will take care of the problem. Because if not, I'm going to have to engineer another way of getting vegetables (because I don't do well at cooking them with dinner during the week).
And I think I need to do some routine engineering here. I'm having a lot of trouble dropping back into the routines that were disrupted by surgery, which means that I should probably adjust things or try something new. Which, really, not in the mood to deal with, but probably don't get a choice here.