Wednesday, May 09, 2007

I'm Becoming My Grandmother

I've been beaten down this week by a nasty stomach bug of some sort (food poisoning? virus? no one knows) that is taking forever to go away. Not to get too graphic, but I've been spending an awful lot of time in the bathroom. WAY too much time. But the other thing that has been awful about this bug is the gas. I know, too much information, right? But I just can't stop thinking about my grandmother.

My grandmother, Nana, was my father's mom. I clearly remember eating meals with her, and she would look at something very innocuous like cucumbers, for example, and would say: "I just can't eat that." And I'd ask: "Why not?" She'd reply: "It gives me gas." I was 7 or 9 or 12, and I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. Gas?

Now I'm staring down 46, and now I know what Nana was talking about. Broccoli - love it - but boy does it give me gas. Salsa, things with red peppers... you guessed it. And now, this stomach bug has really got me feeling like Nana. My stomach feels huge, and I feel like I might explode. I feel like it might feel GOOD to explode! What do I do about all this gas?

I think I'm finally starting to feel better. I actually woke up with an appetite this morning. But my stomach still isn't quite up to par. And I think I might spend some time at CVS tomorrow, perusing the aisle for anti-gas medications....

Grandma, here I come!

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