probably just symptoms of hypochondria.

So. Saturday night I had an episode. An episode typically involves me eating who-the-heck-knows-what and then being completely incapacitated on account of nausea, headache, the shakes,  a sudden drop in body temperature, etc. The usual. In order to figure out what exactly the who-the-heck-knows-what is, this week I am gluten-free, lactose-free, and peanut-butter-free. So here I sit, eating my breakfast of eggs mashed up with cut-up pieces of turkey jerky and spinach leaves. In the microwave, my lunch of a single chicken breast is defrosting. For dinner, I will have an apple. Joy. Whatever you do, don't let me eat a cookie.