2-stager, brown following green.

The reason I was going for the peanut butter is that I told my dietician that I thought maybe I was getting hungrier each day due to insufficient calories in my TPN, which she confirmed. We’re going to up it from maintenance 1500-ish calories to 1800-ish, but in the meantime I thought maybe I could bolster it with a near liquid food that’s got multiple calorie sources: protein, sugar, and oil. It’ll take 3 more bags before they switch me to the new regime.

2-stage cbg.

I wish there were a way to bind gas in the small intestine so it could come out without rapidly expanding against the colon walls. Gas is a triple blow:

1. Rapid expansion causes painful bloating, and often tearing sensations
2. Partially in response to the pain, I presume, urgency goes up as the body tries to eliminate the irritant
3. Liquid that could otherwise build up for some time longer gets pushed out with the gas, resulting in higher frequency

Finished off the dregs of the peanut butter. (Have been running around too much to do noni juice.)

Decided that I needed a distraction from my hunger…enter tic-tacs, most of which I’ve been sucking on slowly…total of maybe 10 today?

Haven’t yet heated up any broth, which I need to do more often to help with hydration, if nothing else.

Speaking of which, i’d hoped to find some bottled water on offer by one of the hardware stores, but no luck, so I started to get the shadow of a headache, which is a sensation I haven’t felt in a long time.

Darn. Another already.

Good thing I’m still here at Long’s Locksmith (totally awesome local key-folk in Berkeley. Go here instead of the hardware store!) and not on the freeway. These darn City CarShare cars don’t come with built-in commodes…such a shame.

Lucky break: just arrived at the locksmiths and was able to hold it long enough to get to the toilet. Maybe I should reconsider diapers after all.

I’ve heard a rumor that eating can trigger faster peristalsis, and I did just suck on a teaspoonful of peanut bitter on my way out the door. I’m going to start logging “just ate” on bms that come close on the heals of food.

Some b, btw.

118lb.

2 iron.

Blood sugar: 122.

Mukti-stager w/minor c2p, brief transverse tearing feeling, gas at the end, and the barest visible tpb.

Incidentally, if I rarely mention mucus, it’s because there’s almost always some mixed throughout the d.

Nd.