My job is often full of inappropriate people. A lot of times it can actually feel like I’m babysitting a bunch of rude children, only I’m not really paying all that much attention to what they spend all day doing. I’ve been chided more than once for taking lots of supplements (so much so that I’ve bought little pill keepers and carted things back and forth instead of keeping my bottles on my desk) and I’ve been asked why I spend so much money on food when people spot me carrying bags in from the local organic market. I’ve been asked point blank why I don’t ever partake in birthday cakes. Because we have about a million birthdays every week here. And apparently some people are offended when everyone on the floor doesn’t participate. Even though I pay into the cake fund each month when asked!

Today I got in the elevator with a gentleman who works here on my floor. He turns to another gentleman in the elevator, a friend of his, and asks, “If you don’t mind me asking, why are you putting on so much weight?”

I was mortified for them both. The poor guy was really embarrassed. He so wasn’t overweight, by the way. The offending man turned towards me and tried to explain himself, but I told him that there wasn’t any explanation in the world that he could offer to get himself out of that one.

Xifaxan has been done for some time now. I’m feeling like my old self again. Still low carb, although my doctor has urged me to test the carby waters, so I do every now and then. I have a wrap, I have a bowl of puffed rice. I always react, only not as badly as before. the discomfort is always there but the bloating just isn’t as bad as it used to be. We are waiting it out and I may undergo a second breath test in July, and respectively a second course of antibiotics. I’m really into the idea of regaining my carb tolerance, but not in order to eat them regularly, because I’d like to get back into deep ketosis. I’ve been playing around with my macronutrient breakdown a little bit this month, going back and forth from high protein to high fat. Again, I have no idea what I’m doing, but high fat does seem to rev up my metabolism a little. I realized today that if I look at weekly or even monthly totals, I’m still losing at a very slow rate, but if I look at the long view, or two months to the day since I started weighing everyday, using a heart rate monitor, and burning more calories but less frequently, I have lost 7 lbs. That’s 3.5 lbs per month – that’s quite fast for me.