About That Chronic Indigestion….


I’ve got no clue what’s going on with my body. I’ve got this crazy heartburn that I only experienced during pregnancy. I’m fiddling with medicines and assuming that’s the culprit. I’m trying to ignore it and eat Tums but it’s getting tough.

Before I left for Phoenix I’d taken an ALCAT blood test with PreviLean. It’s basically a blood test to find out if you’re sensitive to certain foods, molds and chemicals. For the next few months I’ll be partnering with them and sharing my progress with y’all.

Starting with PreviLean is so weird in a wonderful way. First of all your insurance may or may not cover it so it’s strange to engage a medical team directly. I don’t know that I’ve ever had a blood test that wasn’t part of a check up or spoken to a nurse that wasn’t in a doctor’s office. There was something strange and liberating about having a kit for a blood draw come to my house. If I wasn’t a nice Jewish Girl from Los Angeles I’d have called the toll free number and a phlebotomist would have been sent to my home or office to take my blood. Since I am a nice Jewish Girl from Los Angeles I’m pretty much guaranteed that someone in the family has been to medical school.

So before leaving for Phoenix I had the test in my car and was going to call and have someone draw my blood when I realized I’d be driving past my Mom’s house. “Is Doc around?” I asked her. “Why?” She asked me. “I need fake Doctoring.” I replied. A few minutes later this was the dining room table.

Don’t worry, it’s safe to eat there now.

Actually my Stepfather used to take my blood a lot. I am a passer outer (that’s the scientific term for it) and it really wasn’t that big of a deal until I was pregnant with Jane and all of a sudden they were taking blood every few weeks. After fainting in the OB’s office we struck a deal. I’d have my Stepfather take my blood and he’d send the results to the OB. It worked out perfectly. I’d go over there for dinner, we’d head to a sofa where I’d give him my arm and then when I’d pass out there would be a soft landing. Of course having the cats crawling all over me lent a special touch of hygiene…

So it was this weird sense of taking control of my body by opting into a test that my insurance might say is not medically necessary but could become a factor in my health and at the same time having my Stepfather drawing blood as he did 13 and then 11 years ago when I was pregnant. Strange in a good way I suppose.

Now I’m here with my weird heartburn wondering if the ALCAT test will tell me that I can’t eat my favorite foods. I’m concerned about cheese and jalapeños, I’m not convinced I can live a happy life without either of those things. I’ve recently given up grains and sugar (except that cake last night… which totally wasn’t worth it) and I know that life is unpleasant without bread. I’m sort of excited about trying a healthier way of eating and also dreading it because I’m afraid of them telling me I have to give up what I love. I’m more afraid of adding more medicines to my regime so I’m hopeful that the test can help with the inflammation I’m living with.

Also, I gave up grains and sugar because my friend Anna started doing a podcast with a local personal trainer, Vinnie Tortorich. The podcast is amazing but it’s creating a little friction in my life. I love spending time with Anna and usually I can get a solid hour with her while she gives me recipes and anecdotes and we talk a lot about food and exercise. Now I’m lazy, I just listen to the podcast and text Anna because I feel like I’ve had a visit… which of course I haven’t. So I guess the podcast is technically breaking us up.

You really do want to listen to them all, here’s a link for them on itunes. If you just want to listen to the most recent one and you’re not interested in itunes you’ll want this episode. In it Anna asks Howie Mandel (yes, that Howie Mandel) if the carpet matches the drapes. Being bald and all there are some references to “hard wood”. So ummmmm if you want to know about Howie Mandel’s penis I’m pretty sure this podcast is the only place you’ll get that bit of chatter.





Food and Drink, RA and Belly Fat


I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis almost two years and 15 pounds ago. When I was diagnosed I had already gained a few pounds and I attribute that to the lethargy. Upon my diagnosis I started with steroids (prednisone) and then a whole host of other pills that have you gaining weight. The Prednisone was the worst as far as weight gain but the best as it offered relief quickly.

When I went off the prednisone I lost ten pounds pretty quickly but another ten sort of stuck with me. Also I love to eat. I wake up in the morning, lay in bed and plan my meals. I really LOVE to eat. When I went from being a long distance runner to a woman who couldn’t walk up the stairs in her own house almost overnight I didn’t stop eating the way I had in the past.

That caught up with me. I need to lose weight.

I don’t need to lose weight to look good in my clothes. I look fine and I know how to dress around my “flaws”. I don’t need to lose weight to look good in a bikini, I’ve found that everyone on the beach who is remotely close to my age is so worried about their own looks that they can’t be bothered with anyone else’s. I just enjoy myself.

I need to lose weight because every extra pound stresses my joints. My ankles and toes don’t do well in the mornings. If I can knock off a decent percentage of weight I should have that much less pain.

Also, I’m told that some foods are really reactive if you have inflammation issues. Someone told me to give up tomatoes… after I got done sobbing at the loss of a beloved fruit I gave them up and lost my chronic indigestion. My friend Carley told me she’d been wrongly diagnosed with RA and that after changing her diet all of her symptoms disappeared. Another friend Tracey told me of her 30 pound weight loss after giving up foods she was sensitive to. They both took a blood test to determine food sensitivities. Neither one of them feels like they are on a diet, they’re just eating healthfully.

I’m going to go ahead and schedule that test. I’m not looking to be cured of RA but I’d like to see if I could get just a little more comfortable.