So I tried really hard to listen to the body and I've solved the problem, at least so far. Though the tummy symptoms were very similar to the initial symptoms that sent me to the doctor in the first place, it seems to have been caused by liver over-stimulation. Now that I've stopped the liver stimulants things are just fine again. And as often happens in hindsight, I don't know why I didn't think of it before. The naturopath even said the last time that I could "experiment" with lowering the stimulant dose but I decided that I wouldn't feel when it was time to experiment. Apparently I could feel it but my mind just didn't know it. At least I feel good again. Funny how feeling not so good makes you appreciate goodness feeling all the more.
But what do I do with my nice newly restored digestive system? I take it to a hideous Argentinian restaurant and feed it gristle. What is it about ethnically prepared meat on a special grill that makes them think that they can serve the worst cuts of meat and no one will notice? It creeps me out just thinking about what I ate, and I stopped after not that many bites. And I'm not just saying that because one of the meat selections was tripe, which I just can't bring myself to eat. I was very picky as a kid and have gotten 100 times better with age, but organ meat just doesn't do it for me. Ugh. At least there was salsa dancing at the restaurant, so I could work a sinew or two off with my very rudimentary salsa knowledge. The only redeeming quality of that place. Ugh indeed.
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