Way to Sell It, Doc

In our never-ending quest to find the cause of my coughing and mouth swelling, my doctor has ordered me to lose wight and follow a restricted diet to see if we can catch the culprit through process of elimination. It sounded like a not-too-tough thing to do until he gave me the list of what I’m allowed to eat.  That’s right, the not-alloweds are so long that it’s easier to tell me what I can eat.

I grimaced a bit, being the foodie that I am but made up my mind that if this was what it took I’d do it.  Then he informed me that I’d probably feel like road kill for the next few days as my body got rid of the left over crud I usually eat.  What a plan!  Eat nothing and feel bad.  Why haven’t I tried this before?  Why don’t we all eat this way?

Sure, eventually I’ll feel better…blah,blah,blah.  I hope I live to see the “feel better” part of this experiment.  Today my head feels like it wants to explode.  I must be doing something right.