I'm supposed to go gluten-free. The doctor told me so.
“Noooo, I need my soup in a bread bowl!”
It's hard to imagine that a life without Pringles, bagels, Eggo Waffles, f***ing bread, et. al, will be worth the while. But I keep having this heartburn/pain/bloating thing that happens pretty dramatically every morning after breakfast. No, I'm not wolfing it down as I run out the door (well that's a lie; usually there are people to feed and my breakfast comes in last place). I'm taking lots of Omeprazole and Tums. And I'd rather not keep wondering if I'm having a daily heart attack and would kind of like to figure this out.
If someone expects me to give up cheese and chocolate we're going to have a real problem.
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