tiredofdoctors

I'm gone a day and a half, and SEVEN PAGES I've missed? Holy mackerel. Will have to catch up later. Too tired to look.

My kids' doctor called it "liquid gold" . . . . . It only smelled "sweet" -- breastmilk is mostly sugar -- it's the only "craving" we're born with. Salt is an acquired craving! Sure know it went everywhere if there was a pucker in the side of the diaper!!!!!!

I was diagnosed with "gluten ataxia" and gluten intolerance almost two years ago. I have been gluten-free for a year and a half. I was just diagnosed with hyperinsulinemia -- the precursor to Type II diabetes this past Friday. I'm going to see the dietician on -- haha -- Friday, October 13. Talk about a fated day!

See -- we have culture -- pronounced "culchur"!!!!!

Actually, my daughter & son-in-law sing in the Opera there . . . .

Gluten-fried cheesecake sounds pretty darned good to me, too, and I'm not . . . .

Nothing wrong with getting off-track . . . . seems as though every thread we're on gets that way eventually!

Karen is right about the wintergreen . . . .

Oh my . . . . . . . . don't even know how to begin to address the difference!!!!! Words simply can't do the characterization justice. Let's just say, if you LIVE here, you know the difference!!

The funny thing is that Louisville is like the 6th largest city in the US . . . go figure.

We actually do have cultural events . . . we have an orchestra, a center for the arts, an art museum which brings in exquisite collections, theatre, art galleries, a beautiful new building which houses works of glass that are locally crafted . . . the same goes for Lexington. It's just that, well, if you would go to our state fair, you'd be hard pressed to believe that any of that exists!

Certainly didn't let ME know you were going to be in town. Hmmmmmpf

Yea, men are so easy to manipulate. Behind every spoiled woman is a happy man!

In the words of my favorite Wizard of Oz character, the Cowardly Lion: "Ain't it the truth . . . . Ain't it the truth."

Triticus Toxicum: Know that the reason you want a front row seat when the "Goddess of Altoids" lectures is so that your wife MAY not have clued you in to ALL of the particulars, eh? (Sound Canadian, don't I?? Yeah, right!)

Also . . . . I DO NOT recommend the cinnamon ones. To ANYONE. 'nuff said.

Okay, given that I have eye difficulties from this gluten, I have to tell this: there was a large advertisement for Gluten Free Cheesecakes next to the frame of my post. Because cheesecakes didn't fit on one line, the "es" was on a line below. It messed with my eyes, and I saw "Gluten Fried Cheesecakes" . . . I thought -- what in the H*ll is Scott letting something like that advertise on this site!!!!!

Thanks, Laura!!!! . . . . .

And, just so EVERYONE can say it correctly . . . it is Lu(a)vuhl -- in the laziest, most diction-free speaking which you can muster.

Actually, if you guys heard the "blackmail" tape my aunt gave my kids of me talking & singing as a child, THEN you would know for sure what a hick accent is!!!!!

Hey Karen, take a look at post #161 on this thread . . . . . !!!!!!!! Wuv you, Lynne

There ya go folks! Mark them on your calendars!!!!

Silly friend, I mark them on my calendar PRIOR to January 1 of the next year!!!!!!!

And yet, all it took was learning the "particulars" of Altoids that had his scrambling for his Farmer's Almanac . . . . . . . . .

Hasn't looked for one for YEARS, doesn't plant by it, whatever, but the siren song of the Altoids got yet another one . . . . . .

Me? Busy? You've got to be kidding. I can't drive, not supposed to WALK, and getting a ride from my family? I sit at home on my BUTT all day.

BINGO!! I explained the Altoids ummmm Legend . . . yeah, that's it . . . . legend . . . . to my husband, as well.

And yes, you're right, it's NOT just the men who think about it -- but you would need to consult our local expert, Karen, with regard to the particulars. . . . . . That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

I agree completely, Carla. . . . and the men? They're only thought, "If I bring home a new tin tonight, could I possibly talk the Mrs. . . . . . . . . . . . "

Hey Carla -- where do you live? I would LOVE to meet one Saturday . . . it would be FUN! If we can drive 2 hours and then some because I left the instructions at home to see Jen, 30 minutes would be a piece of cake! Canadian cake, which, evidently is in the mail and is the best you've eaten!!

It is true, however, that most of us sound like hicks. Don't understand it. When I was working as a sales rep, the bulk of my accounts were in Cincinnati and Southern Ohio. Had to work hard to "Northern up" my accent because of all the garbage I took about my accent. Unfortunately, because that was in the 80's, I'm back to sounding like a hick. If I spelled it phoenetically (which, many from my state don't understand what that means . . . sorry, but it's true) you guys pronounced "giz" (long I) wouldn't be able to understand me AT ALL!!! Not that I make a heck of a lot of sense ANYWAY . . . .

If they're "lurkers", then they need to get gutsy like us and actually get a user name . . . . . .

If we're willing to put it out there, they need to 'fess up that they're reading it!!

Well, I am tall, but not to get graphic, but all my parts are original "lady parts"

THANKS A LOT, CARLA.

Talk to Karen . . . it's all her fault!!!

"Dr. Smarty-Smart" . . . . for some reason, that strikes me as hysterically funny! Bev, I am so happy for you . . . now get out of your in-laws place, so I can come up to be a labor coach -- PhD or not! This staying home being a gimp business is for the birds . . . I need a PROJECT!!!

I thought about that whole issue of paper cuts, myself. . . . especially when Envelopes were mentioned. OUCH. It hurts when you get a paper-cut on your tongue sealing the envelope (although now I don't lick the envelopes because of possible gluten in the glue). A paper cut anywhere else from an envelope, particularly in the "nether-regions" -- well, that would just be awful.

Hey -- it's true . . . . I don't know if she did it PERSONALLY -- meaning through personal sales, but if you see a picture of her husband, he looks VERY HAPPY. I do know, however, that through the threads in which she has enlightened many a celiac, a new-found interest in Altoids was certainly begun. For the record: I NEVER participated in, nor condoned these posts!!! Gotcha, Karen!!

Mama2ToBoys,

Did you doctor ever consider Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy? It would seem to me that this is the probable diagnosis in your case.

Okay, I'm nipping this one in the bud. If you have joined this forum simply to cause trouble and to berate, insult or submit otherwise inflammatory comments, I have two suggestions that you need to take: 1) Keep comments like that to yourself or 2) Leave this forum. Now.

We are here to support each other, to have a safe place to vent, bounce around ideas, question whether others have had similar experiences and gather as much information as we can about a disease over which our only control is permanent dietary changes. If you have nothing more to offer than an inflammatory and insulting response in which you give a "diagnosis" (which, by the way, would you care to list your credentials that allow you to make a diagnosis?), then please leave.

This may sound like a harsh reply. It is. It is also meant to be. I am sick and tired of troublemakers coming on to this forum and exhibiting the EXACT behavior you just did. We were doing fine before you joined and I'm sure we'll do even better when you leave.

Same thing, always. Krispy Kreme doughnuts. When the "Hot Doughnuts" light is on, and you can get them boxed right off the conveyor belt. If I bought them now, I would probably eat the WHOLE dozen while they were hot. Mmmmmm........

I also miss Black & Tan beer. When we would go to Maryland, we'd have steamed crabs, spend the entire DAY cracking those babies, drinking Black & Tan beer.

I also miss the marshmallow doughnuts from the little corner German bakery there. They're not glazed, like some doughnuts are. They're just . . . great. The marshmallow filling is home-made. And Smircase (sp?) cake from there . . .

And King Fish fried white fish sandwiches . . . I ate a TON of them when I was pregnant with Ashley!

Vincent, Vincent, Vincent . . . . at least it's a good track??? You sound like my husband . . . . . . .

Lisa -- throwing it out there for ANYONE to hear/read/know is hard. You are so brave for doing that. Our family has had its fair share of alcoholic troubles. It would take the fingers and toes of me AND Dave to count the alcoholics in my extended family, I think. My son, Brandon, is an alcoholic. He has been sober now for two years. His two year "birthday" was August 4. It was, is and will be the hardest thing he will ever do in his life -- remaining sober. And not just free from alcohol, but healthy -- not using ANYTHING to mask his pain.

By itself, life is pretty doggoned hard. Add to it this STUPID disease, compound it with so many other factors, and it sometimes seems insurmountable. So, masking how you feel -- either to the world, your family or yourself -- well, sure beats the heck out of reality. Until it rears its ugly head again.

If you ever want to just talk, about anything, please know that I'll be here to listen. No judgement, ever. That, I promise to you.

And, BTW: My accent is much more "hick" than it is Southern, I think!

Love to you,

Lynne

xxxooo

Yikes!!! I don't mess around with that VooDoo stuff . . . too dangerous. I DO have two VooDoo dolls that my parents brought me back from New Orleans, and VooDoo beads that a friend brought back . . . (yes, she flashed for them . . . WHILE she was with her parents . . . . EWWWWWW), but once I met a lady who actually PRACTICED VooDoo. She scared the holy crap out of me.

I could conjure up some intent toward my next door neighbor that all the ill will that she puts out into the world comes back to her . . . . . Hmmmmmm......

She's rallying her troops . . . saw her going neighbor to neighbor today . . . and heard her talking (loudly -- because I could hear it from across the street -- I wasn't just eavesdropping -- which, by the way, isn't illegal and most of the time not even WRONG ) about the trash cans!!! What a rotten neighbor she is . . . .

Didn't really care because it was my daily trip to the mailbox, and I haven't had a blood pressure that registered today, so it's kind of like -- "Lady, I have a heck of a lot more important things to deal with than you." If she was as "disabled" as she claims to be, I don't think she'd have quite the energy that she does to create such trouble throughout the neighborhood.

I AM already sweating it out! Started eating yesterday -- had lunch AND dinner!! Also had both meals today! And gluten-free cereal for a snack tonight!! Getting my stomach stretched back out so I can have room for CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!