Since I have stopped taking my sleep medication, and I sleep better, I have the most interesting and fanciful dreams that I would only be able to describe details of because they are so complex. It is like whole epic movies are shown to me during the night in Kodak Color with sound effects and everything. I try to remember as much of them as I can after I have woken up, and little by little I do the longer I am awake, but they boggle the mind and sometimes I can't make sense of them at all. I know that sometimes they are filled with pure symbolism and that I shouldn't take everything literally, but other things are straight to the point and very funny. The characters are the same, the circumstances are new and awe inspiring, and I like how much fantasy is involved. I am very creative during the night now that my mind is no longer dulled.
But now it is Monday and I am not really ready for it to be because a shopping list needs to be made and it needs to be made frugally. Making a shopping list under those circumstances is certainly challenging, but then again, I am sure that I am up to the task. I think I will be eating a lot of pasta this week because it is cheaper than buying bags of potatoes, which I really prefer. Luckily, I can get very creative with pasta and vegetables and they do agree with me. It is bread that I have a problem with, although I have not worked out why this is so. If pasta agrees with me, it can't be the gluten.
Tyke tried to drink from my glass of lemonade that was on the nightstand and tipped it over in the middle of the night. I heard the lemonade drip on the floor but was too sleepy to mop it up. I secretly hoped that Tyke would take care of it, but when I got up, the whole puddle was still there. I wish he had not developed this taste for lemonade because now the glass of it is not safe anymore. I have even seen Gandhi drink from it and I thought that was really odd. Maybe I have very strange animals. Gandhi is very happy with the lactose free milk and has a saucer of it every day. She is to the point now that she asks for it. Who says she is not a smart cat?
My body is aching and I got up that way. I usually do and have to take the pain medication first thing. It's a familiar pain now and I am getting used to it. It would be strange if it were gone. I suppose I would even miss it and it would be an odd sensation not to have it. Not that I do not look forward to that day, although it will probably never come.
2 comments:
You may have a yeast allergy. That would explain why you were ok drinking milk, then stopped because you thought it was a lactose allergy. It could be that the milk is fine, but you can't eat yoghurt (which has yeast in it). And of course, bread has yeast but pasta doesn't. Just a thought!
I was also going to say that you might well find you're intolerant to yeast. Beaten to it by Elaine.
Hope your Monday is going well.
Animals certainly have strange tastes in things!
Maggie x
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