Food is Not My Friend

On so many levels, but lately because it makes me feel really badly. Unlike Pavlov's dogs, I'm clearly not trainable. Here's the deal, when I eat almost anything I feel like serious crap almost immediately after and for the next several hours. You would think this would make me not want to eat. Oh no! I'm still eating 3 squares a day. I'm just whining a lot.

Bev, our office manager/lay doctor, is convinced that my gall bladder is on the fritz. We'll see what the real medical professionals say on Monday. In the meantime this would be a good weekend to fast... but I won't.