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<<Disclaimer: Verify this information before applying it to your situation.>>
I'm having a very interesting week. I'm eating bread as a "challenge" to
see how much poison antibodies my body builds. Blood tests are
tomorrow. Then back to rice, etc. I thought I would relish eating sticky
buns, sandwiches, etc. But I could hardly get myself to eat the first bite.
After mentally conditioning myself for so long that this stuff is poison to
me and that can't have and I don't want it, I had to make myself eat it. I
guess my defense mechanisms were pretty strong. Sort of like asking a
man who'd licked his drinking problem to go on a bender for a week for a
test. Or asking a person with lung cancer to smoke just a few packs to
see if it will flare up again.
And since A) it will make me sick and B) I have to go back to rice
tomorrow, it held no reward. I was surprised how pasty and gummy I
found a lot of things that I used to like. I found them literally distasteful.
I will have to admit the BLT went down pretty fast, but not the rest.
Jere Cordell
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