How About I Eat 2 Dozen Bran Muffins For Breakfast?

• Posted on June 17, 2015
• by Jamie Stahl
• in Food
• 2 Comments.

It has been officially two months since I started posting this blog.  When I first thought of starting a blog back in March, I figured I’d go about my usual life and just write about things that happen to me that are related to food.  Essentially, I use the same concept now, but I am much more vigilant about actually going places I have been wanting to eat at and tasting foods I’ve been wanting to try.

I keep a list in my phone of places that I have eaten at already and enjoyed as well as places that I have yet to go to, but would like to soon.  It helps me to stay organized, especially on those days when I wake up and can’t decide where I want to venture off to.  There are 19 locations on my list that I have not conquered, and it grows every day.  Currently though, I am in the midst of a predicament that I hope to be resolved ASAP so that I can continue living my life as “normal” as possible.  As much as I value each of my readers, I feel as though you may not want to know every single inner working of, well, me.  With that being said, I will explain to you the issue I’ve been dealing with, using vague terminology, so that you can understand the dilemma without my personal overexposure.

It has now been 5 weeks since I have started getting really bad stomach aches on and off.  Ever since Mother’s Day, Sunday May 10th, 2015, just about 5 out of 7 days a week, I have been dealing with a stomach ache for a couple of hours a day. It’s the worst!  My mind has been running wild with possibilities on my diagnosis and yes, okay, I am one of those people who “Google’s” symptoms and decides I have 1 month to live no matter what.  I’ve been taking some action to try to weed out potential causes for this nightmare and as of last Thursday, June 11, 2015, there are two scenarios competing for the top spot.  I went to see a Gastroenterologist where we discussed a diagnosis of IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome).  See…  I bet you didn’t really need to know that about me!  In order to deal with IBS, the doctor told me to take a probiotic every morning and that I should increase my fiber content with Metamucil.  He explained to me that once my system “regulates” or the term I used “flows” properly, I will be able to continue eating as I do, without the discomfort.  Well, that sounds wonderful, minus the whole Metamucil part because there is no way that someone like me, who won’t taste a food because of it’s name or color, is going to be swallowing that powdery shit.  No, thanks!  If I need fiber I’ll eat a carton of raisins a day or 20 bowls of raisin bran.

So, I go to buy my probiotic and look at the Metamucil because my Mom had told me that it comes in a caplet form.  As much as I don’t want to take it, I figured I’d rather swallow a caplet in the morning than have to drink that mix.  Have you seen what they look like?  Why would they sell clear caplets with brown powder inside?  And you can shake it around!  It moves?  I can’t!  I will have a mental block creating a physiological reaction causing my throat to close and that pill (or I should say pills considering a serving size is 2-5 caplets daily) isn’t going anywhere, but into the sink.  Nope!  Sorry!  No can do!  I might be bitching and complaining about a stomach ache until I’m blue in the face, but that is not happening.  I need to add fiber to me diet?  How about I eat 2 dozen bran muffins for breakfast?

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