Back to School

August 30, 2010

Blogging to fill the time between eating lunch and leaving my appartment. Seriously, if I left right now it would be a half hour (spent walking) before I was at a bathroom, and I would start to need one about 10 minutes in. So I wait at home, let it all sink in, then bathroom, then errands.


Saturday was a driving day. At least four hours in the car, broken up variously, and that takes some intense planning for a Crohnsite. I  wanted to minimize eating while actually driving, which meant that before we left I had to eat a pretty substantial, protein filled lunch without going to the greasy or otherwise problematic foods. I ended up going with meatballs, which worked out well.

We had reservations at a great place in Stamford for dinner that night, and after an excellent meal, out came the desert menu. There was an almond cream tart with raspberries, and with very little hope I asked the waitress if the almond cream portion was cream with almond flavoring or if it was actually made from almond milk. And since I’m blogging about the experience you can probably guess that it was made with almond milk! Almond cookie topped with a thick almond cream and whole raspberries, topped with a mint garnish and a dark chocolate drizzle. (I wanted to paste in the menu description but it isn’t on the online menu.) You cannot imagine how incredible this was. I was in heaven.


And now I’m back at school, armed with physical copies of my scripts so the pharmacies don’t give me a hard time, ready to take on the world. Or probably just my next semester of classes at this point. Classes now, world later.


New News

August 25, 2010

Wow, I was starting writing this thing with a nonchalant reference to “my trip,” and then realized that I haven’t told the internet about this yet! How could I forget?? So, before I get to the intended content of today’s post, let me say officially that I will be spending the first few months of 2011 in… Egypt! My spring semester this year is going to comprise various seminars on Egypt/archaeology/Egyptology, coloquial Arabic classes, an archaeological excavation in the oasis, and finally a month of travel to all the cool sites, well known and otherwise. This is going to take some doing as a Crohn’s patient. Filling scripts is not easy, nor is the mail reliable. I will be carrying in everything I need (plus some emergency antibiotics) for upwards of 3 months. Once I get there, staying healthy and minimally Crohnsie is going to be a matter of (luck and) eating very very carefully. We have a chef who cooks family style for everybody at the dig house, and I’ll be making very good friends with him, then remaining extremely vigilant about what I eat. I’ll also have a stash of my own food (I hear from a previous student with celiac that protein bars are great, and lots of people have liked having a jar of peanut butter) to fill in the gaps. Even so, all the first timers in Egypt get “Pharaoh’s Revenge,” which is 3 days of diarrhea, stomach cramps, and vomiting. Sweet. At least I won’t be the only one.


And now back to our regularly scheduled programming!

So this morning I went to see the doctor, to check in before I go back to school, and also to get everything squared away for my trip (there it is). I waited in the room for an hour and a half before he showed up. But once he did, I got hard copies of my scripts to take back to New York (a preemptive strike against the evil pharmacies of New York City) and some for Egypt so I can work out the kinks on the vacation override in advance. We also decided it’s likely that I am both lactose intolerant and sensitive to milk fat, but I don’t have time to get the test right now, so we’re just going to keep doing what works without the official test.

Oh, and he broke it to me that I’m going to need another colonoscopy next year. Awesome. I love that. Last time I had a colonoscopy was in ’06, and I spent the rest of the night hunched over on the couch with awful leg cramps that somehow resulted from the anesthesia (take home lesson: don’t let a man named Igor administer your morphine). That probably won’t happen again, but it still makes me nervous. Number 3, here I come.

Today I finally got through the month’s worth of emails I had been neglecting, and I found among my Twitter requests one from Baron Gottsacker, who has an upcoming website, Adapt Cookbook, that I’m so excited for! It’s a cookbook that is designed to be Crohn’s friendly, which is perfect for me! It even seems to be lactose free, leaning towards organic. I would probably change the recipes myself to be less organic, maybe soy milk instead of “lactose free organic milk”. The website isn’t fully functional yet, but it should be shortly and then I’ll start trying recipes; I can’t wait!

Work All Day

August 18, 2010

I’ve been working on Newbury Street for about a month now (almost done, then back to school!), and for my whole time there one thing has remained more or less constant; my Crohn’s is on its best behavior at work. Why? It doesn’t make a lick of sense. On my way to and from work it can be terrible! Which is frustrating because, as I mentioned before, there are precious few public restrooms in Boston, or really anywhere else for that matter. There is one between my house and the first bus stop, but it is at the very end of the half-hour walk, which is less than useful 10 minutes in. In between Boston Common and Newbury Street there’s the Info Center, the Frog Pond, and the Taj on Arlington and Newbury. Hotels are generally a pretty good (and friendly!) bet.

But of course once I’m at work, where there is a bathroom, no issues. I can’t really complain about this, because it’s nice not to be interrupted at work, but still. I would prefer if my morning walk/bus/train/walk was just as calm.