I celebrated the loss of ten pounds by having a nice snack. As our teachers at Kaiser explained, at this stage, living on shakes and bars, our bodies learn to exist without fat or carbs. When I cheat and put usual food in my stomach, my body doesn't know what to do with those elements. So, it reacts. Today I met a lady for coffee, whom I'd like to see as my friend. All during our conversation (and it was very pleasant and fun!) I fought the desire to burp. After leaving her, I went to the grocery store. I don't know if I ever told you, but I have, what I call "an immigrant's curse". Don't get scared, it's not contagious, but very, very uncomfortable. Whenever I go to the store or a library, or some other place where I have to make a lot of choices, I just have to go to the bathroom! And it does not look like a casual little trip to the powder room! I think, I already trod a path sprinting through our local store to that particular facility there!
Today, my usual "immigrant curse" event combined with the consequences of my evil behavior. Let's just say, I am grateful for such wide availability of public toilets in the U.S. and the growth of the hygiene industry!
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