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YES! I’m The Third Search Result For This Amazing Keyword

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Sorry for the clickbait title. I did it because I didn’t want to give the keyword away. I wanted you to click the post and actually read it. Mostly I just wanted you to help my Google Analytics appear more popular. I’m SO not sorry.

Checking my Google Analytics is a fun yet depressing activity. When I share a post on Facebook, many people read. When I don’t, not so many people read. I suppose I am just waiting for that one viral post to take i’m too fancy to the next level: INFAMY.

But I regress. Without further ado, the keyword (phrases are considered keywords in Google) is….can cocaine cause optic neuritis.

I suppose it’s too much to ask for a cocaine user to use a question mark when asking a question but I forgive. I’m more interested that someone actually wondered if cocaine use can cause your optic nerve to malfunction. Have I cocained incorrectly, I wonder? 

Just joshing! If MS taught me anything, it’s that the body is one sneaky motherfucker. And it also taught me that nobody knows anything about MS. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. While it’s unacceptable to say “I don’t know” in a business setting, it’s totally acceptable to say this as a medical professional. Because when you say “I don’t know,” your malpractice insurance goes down. If you don’t know, you can’t be held accountable. DUH.

Anywho, those lucky searchers landed on the educational post, True Life: My Optic Nerve Ran Away. I hope they found some solace and relief that cocaine does NOT cause optic neuritis. Not a doctor but I’m sure it doesn’t make it better so put that Parliament down RIGHT NOW. 

You know what does cause optic neuritis? I don’t know. Neither does my neurologist or any other human being on the face of this earth. We know Mars has water and who killed JFK but optic neuritis – nahhhh. Let’s just blame it on a confused and stupid immune system.

You’re fired, bro.

PS: My right eye has never fully recovered from optic nueritis. A darkness looms when I close my left eye and try to see with my right. It’s cool because it doesn’t affect me in any way besides being a boring conversation starter with another MSer. WINNING.

The Dreams I Used To Have

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I: The Flying Dream

I’ve turned right out of my building and I’m trying to fly to the corner. But I can’t fly. I use every ounce of my energy to lift off but I never make it anywhere. I’m basically jumping and then flying two inches.

Other people are able to fly high. I don’t see them but I know flying is a thing and others are doing it better.

I wake up defeated. Angry. Upset. I hate this dream.

II: The Quicksand Dream

I’ve turned a right out of my building but I can’t walk. I am in quicksand. I lift my legs but I barely move forward.

Other people are not in quicksand. I don’t see them but I know walking on asphalt is a thing and others are walking freely.

I wake up feeling defeated. Angry. Upset. I hate this dream more.

The frustrating part is that I’m trying to go the right way. Do you know how hard it is to walk in quicksand when you have somewhere to be? Like trying to walk around tourists in Time Square during winter break when you have an interview in five minutes but you’re four blocks away. The struggle is real.

Theses dreams plagued me for years. YEARS. I’ve had them for so long that I don’t know when they started.

But I do know when they stopped.

After I was diagnosed with MS. I shit thee not. While I still have flying dreams, I am able to lift off and fly a longer distance before gravity pulls me back to earth. Now I feel semi-accomplished when I wake.

I think it’s pretty fucking awesome that my brain knew something was wrong before my body caught up with a symptom. It’s like my brain was trying to tell me something but my body laughed and said “Haha! Not yet, grasshopper. Not yet.”

That’s all.

Sleep tight, lovelies. May you dream only of gold glitter, rainbows and unicorns.

About Pam, From The (Neurologist’s) Office

Pam From The Office
Pam’s voice is like crisp white sheets on laundry day.

Soothing. Warm. Inviting.

And yet, all she does is deliver bad news.

Pam is the social worker at the NYU Langone Medical Center in Brooklyn. It’s her job to make sure I get my medicine. I like her and the fancy office. For instance, they took my picture and scanned my fingerprints so now I feel safe knowing that if someone wants to steal my identity and become a sick person with shitty insurance, NYU will thwart their efforts.

But I know Pam would never let that happen to me because she cares.

I know she cares because a week after my appointment, she called to see if I, and not some hooligan imposter Diana, had MRIs done. I hadn’t – my appointment was the following Thursday.

“Good,” she says. “Give me a call on Friday and let me know how it goes.” They’re eager to get me started on Tecfidera and so I decide I will call her. I’m committed this time. I will call. I won’t disappear again. I promised. 

I get my MRIs done on Thursday. I am responsible and call Pam on Friday to let her know I’ve done my part. A Russian receptionist transfers me to her office but the line rings and rings and rings and rings. I call again a few hours later. The lines rings and rings and rings and rings. Pam doesn’t pick up. No one does.

I stop calling. I enjoy the weekend thinking about my MRIs. I call back on Monday. It rings and rings and rings and rings. I feel like throwing my phone against the wall. This is what I get for being responsible and keeping my word.

I am nervous. I am also angry with Pam. How could she do this to me? Keep me hanging on like this? With not even a reassuring prompt asking me to leave a message or, at the very least, to kindly stop calling.

I plan all the things I’m going to say to Pam when I finally reach her. “You told me to call you but then you didn’t pick up! The diagnostics facility said they already sent you my MRI results! THE SAME DAY. I did everything I said I would but you didn’t! Why, Pam, whyyyyyy?”

But then she calls me and I forget why I was mad at her; I’m just glad she’s calling me. I don’t care if it’s to let me know my insurance denied the medicine because they deem it medically unnecessary.

Great! Thanks. Always a pleasure.

“We’ll file an appeal. They’ll probably deny that too and then we’ll figure it out with Biogen. They’re pretty good with assistance.”

Did she just sing me a lullaby? I’m lost in the fibers of her voice and I wonder if maybe she is a vampire. Probably is. How could she not be?

“Okay, Pam. I trust you. Can’t wait to get denied again. Fingers crossed for Biogen!”

I hang up. I think about how much easier it was when I didn’t know Pam, when I didn’t care about keeping my word to my neurologist, when I just didn’t care about scientifically proven treatment.

Like the feeling of love and hate, it’s simply not quantifiable.

Go Away, MS. You Can’t Sit With Us

Blogging About Multiple Sclerosis

I recently saw my old pal Gary and he asked me why I wasn’t blogging. “I will,” I said. “You always say that,” he responded.

And he’s right. I am always saying I will start blogging again but I never do. But it’s not like it’s intentional. It’s not like I’m lying. I really do want to blog and write and collect all the likes.

The truth is that I just don’t want to write about my MS.

“So don’t write about your MS,” I hear you say.

And to that I say BAH! MS is my life. And I’ve always written about my life. But it’s become exhausting denying that MS is the elephant in my crowded room.

Here’s the truth.

There is something in me that simply does not want MS to be my life or my calling or the reason I bring my pen to the pad.

I fucking hate it.

I hate MS. I hate feeling fatigued. I hate having brain fog. I hate feeling depressed. I hate forgetting things. I hate inflammation. I hate pain. I hate not being able to drink alcohol without feeling like an army of tap dancing ants are having a parade underneath my skin. I hate having to pee all the time. And not just regular pee. More like “find a bathroom RIGHT NOW or it’s another puddle in your pants” pee.

I hate that MS is not my cause. It would be so much easier if it were. I’d just be like “Give me all your monies so that we can cure MS. YAY!”

I hate that I don’t think we will find a cure in my lifetime or ever.

Most of all, I hate hating. That shit isn’t good for your well-being and I know this, but alas, I continue to keep calm and hate on.

I just want to be normal like everyone else. Except really, I know everyone else isn’t really that normal. I know this because when I complain about things, whoever hears me says things like “ME TOO!” Apparently we’re all the same. Except we’re not. So fuck you, healthy person who also gets tired. IT’S NOT THE SAME THING.

This is the part where acceptance comes in. If I just accepted that this is my new normal, I would be able to cope better. Right? I guess. I wouldn’t know because I haven’t done it yet. I don’t even like the saying “My new normal.” I know it’s a good mantra to have because acceptance, but fuck it. I don’t like it and so I will have to find another saying that sooths my aching soul.

I’ll let you know when I figure it out.

I think I just MSed all over the place. It felt good. And I think I might do it again.

Clean up in aisle FANCY, please.

TED Talk Tuesdays: Over-Medicalized and Loving It?

Hello and welcome to TED Talk Tuesdays! This is my attempt at feeling smart and learning new things.

This weeks first ever TED Talk is about how America is medicine obsessed and doctors pre-prescribe all sorts of conditions. You can have pre-cancer, pre-diabetes, pre-so and so and the answer to that is more tests and more copays. Basically it’s an industry like any other. I actually believe pre-conditions exist and are a serious thing. I’ve had pre-cancerous cells living in my who-ha and I was happy to know, happy to come in for another appointment and happy to get a biopsy to scrap all the bad shit away. I actually minded more when that same office billed my insurance for procedures I didn’t have but that’s a whole nother TED talk.

I  don’t actually have anything more to add to the pre-condition debate because I’m self absorbed and I rather talk (more) about myself. Here it goes.

I wonder what I would do if I was diagnosed with pre-Multiple Sclerosis. Would my life be different? Would I have avoided all the brain-damaging activities of my early 20s if I knew there was a possibility I’d actually get brain damage in my late 20s? I think about this often and I always come to the same conclusion. Probably not.

Early 20s me was too busy having feelings and opinions to really have the ability to understand the seriousness of such a diagnosis. So if I was diagnosed with pre-MS, I’d probably find a way around having to deal with it. I’d probably still smoke cigarettes, just with more guilt. I don’t remember organic food being a big thing in 2006/2007/2008 so I’d probably still love Applebee’s, Coke, and high fructose-flavored snacks. And the partying? Yeah, I’d still do that, too. Because that’s what your 20s are for.

I guess maybe I wouldn’t change a thing because I know I can’t change a thing. I don’t currently have a time machine so I embrace living in the present. Even if that present involves talking about the past.

How about you? Tell me your feelings, whatever they may be.

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5 Multiple Sclerosis Symptoms That Just Won’t Go Away

Howdy, folks. Yesterday someone shared my post, 5 Things All Multiple Sclerosis Patients Need on Facebook and my Google Analytics wept with joy. Whoever shared it allowed me to meet my traffic goals early so I owe you one. Show your face, oh mighty article sharer. Or just leave a comment. Whatever floats your boat.

Due to the success of the aforementioned post, I will now get down to more MS business. I once noted that MS stands for Mucho Special but it can also stand for Mucho Sensations. Tinkling, prickling, numbness – the list goes on. I’ve experienced a lot of symptoms and below are just five of my favorites. Yes, favorites because I don’t leave home without em’.

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5) Prickling – I’ll be minding my own business when all of a sudden it starts to rain. I know it’s raining because I feel the rain drops on my arm. When I look up, I’m disappointed to learn that there’s no thunder storm brewing because I’m in my apartment. It’s not flooding either. It’s just the MS fucking with me.  Owned.

4) Speech Disorder – My favorite thing EVER is having a brilliant thought or a productive idea to share and then nothing brilliant or productive comes out. Either the word I wanted to use is suddenly on a lunch break and unavailable or my entire thought disappears completely. Example: What I think: “While Monsanto has the funds and political support to completely destroy our worlds food supply and kill us all within years, I find that the people who buy their products are equally as responsible. What we need to do is educate lower income households on the benefits of eating nutritious meals. What I say: I miss cheese.

3) Clumsiness –  I’m halfway through breaking most of my drinking glasses and when I’m done, I’ll buy more glasses that will likely break as well. Luckily our dinner plates are unbreakable. I drop something at least five to six times a day. Things just don’t want to stay in my hands and it’s not because they are dirty. It’s because MS doesn’t want them to stay in my hands. Note to yourself: don’t hire me to be a waitress or to deliver your baby.

2) Brain Fog – There are instances when I can think about everything and nothing at the same time. Or my mind goes blank and I forget what lettuce looks like. Sometimes it feels like this: imagine yourself driving to a gorgeous island. You’re speeding to this island but you have to stop abruptly because boats have to pass below. The bridge lifts and you have to wait for an hour. By the time the bridge is a bridge again, you forget where you’re going and why. You also ran out of gas because it was hot outside and you were running your AC. Owned.

1) Balance Issues – I can relate to the Leaning Tower of Pisa. All of the other buildings are standing straight and Pisa is all alone, swaying to the side. My most notable experience with balance, or lack there of, was whilst walking the streets of South Beach, Miami with Vinny. I was wearing heels and strutting like I was auditioning for a modeling career. And then SPLAT. My ankle went out and I fell to the concrete floor, bruising my knee in the process. A group of young fellas passed by and they were all like, “damn! The floor moved right beneath you!” Uhm, thanks for the commentary. Without it, I wouldn’t have known what happened.

It’s not as bad as it sounds. An anti-inflammatory diet actually helps a lot of the symptoms and when I’m eating well, I’m feeling and thinking well. Unfortunately diet doesn’t solve all problems and I continue to lean like Pisa.

How about you? What is your best/worst MS symptoms? Leave a comment and let’s talk about it.

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An MS Poem by Val

Remember that time I showed off and published fan mail from Zohra to me? Well, I’m not done showing off. Today I bring you two poems by my best friend Val. This is significant because the poems are about me and were written shortly after I was diagnosed. Also because Val is an exceptional poet who has the ability to dig deep into the soul and find the perfect words to describe her complicated emotions. I hope she shares more with the public but until then, I’ll be forcing her to write poetry inspired by me since being a muse is a personal life goal of mine. Enjoy.

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my best friend has MS
not yet a Mrs. but she’s got stress
we make jokes and we progress
but when shit strikes then we regress
she’s the yin to my yang
the bread to my salty butter
she’s my sanity in times of trouble
but now she’s seeing double
I’m looking straight
ahead to the curved road
we both travel
and despite the gravel
it will be smooth for us

Miss Poet

“I’d rather be free than responsible” my friend said
Now go write me a poem Miss Poet
But that was before she was upset
Before the doctor told her
Why she was in bed
Before life became restrictive
Before drugs became addictive
“I’d rather be alive than free” my friend said
Now go write me a poem Miss Poet

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Us.

I love the poem and the way it intertwines the delicate nature of friendship and the many things that can go wrong in life. How about you?

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5 Things All Multiple Sclerosis Patients Need

You were diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. Great, but now what? That is the exact question I Googled shortly after my diagnosis in 2012. I was scared, confused and looking for answers. While there were a ton of excellent resources available, it wasn’t until I actually lived life with MS that I realized exactly how I would and could go on. Read on to see the top five things I’ve discovered during my learning curve.

5. A Neurologist

multiple sclerosis blog And not just any nuerologist but one that you trust. Whether you’ve opted to take disease-modifying drugs or opt to heal yourself naturally (nor not at all), a nuerologist should be on your speeed dial. Why? Because your accupuncturist can’t order an MRI to see your progress or prescribe you meds if you do have a relapse. If you’re looking for a neurologist, check out the American Academy of Nuerology. You can filter by subspecialty so you’ll have an easier time locating a multiple sclerosis specialist in your area.

4. Vitamin D

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Vitamin D is formed in the body when sun hits the skin and according to a 2012 Swedish study, people with higher levels of Vitamin D in their blood showed a lower risk of developing MS. This isn’t the first such study since the Vitamin D and MS connection theory was proposed in 1974. Chances are your neurologist (the one you need) will order a blood test to see your Vitamin D levels. If you are low, they may prescribe vitamins and supplements. I currently take 4000UI as per my doctor.

3. Supportive Friends

support groups for patients with multiple sclerosis Unfortunately I read too often how MS paients lose their friends. I am always sorry to hear that but there is hope out there.  The internet makes it easy to engage and make friends with new folks within minutes. Whether you sign up for an online MS Support Group or find one in your hood, it’s important to be around people who understand. I particularly enjoy MSWorld Forums as an online forum, as well as Twitter. Search “multiple sclerosis” and you’ll find a community of people just like you. And if you want to talk to real humans, check out the Multiple Sclerosis Foundation to find  a meeting near you.

2. Knowledge

what do multiple sclerosis patients need This is a tricky one because while there is a lot of information out there, you can’t always trust what you read. My doctors love to tell me that but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t read at all. It’s your body/life so do yourself a favor and be well-versed in your illness and also, your opportunities. Read everything you can and write down your questions so you’re prepared when you meet with your doctor. Your neurologist, the one you trust, should be able to answer all of your questions in a respectful and informative way. The National Multiple Sclerosis Society  is a wonderful resource because they not only provide you with conventional treatment information but alternative medicine options as well.

1. A Good Attitude

how to be happy if you have an illness Being happy is good for your health and this, my dear, is a fact. Sure, it may be hard since you have MS and that’s no picnic in the park during nice weather but there is no benefit in dwelling. Instead, put effort into finding happiness and meaning in your life. This isn’t something that happens overnight and you may have bouts of depression. That’s okay but really the main goal is to work towards a less stressful, happier life. Being Happy with Multiple Sclerosis by Vicki of Health Central provides good tips, as does happiness guru Gretchen Rubin. You must check out her site, The Happiness Project and specifically, her post about tips from memoirs about illness.

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Me, Myself & I

The other day I exited my apartment and there was a man smoking a cigarette in the hallway. While I didn’t know him personally, he looked like a guest of one of my neighbors. I took one look at him and before I realized words were coming out of my mouth, I said, “Uhm, sir, can you please smoke that outside?” He was standing by an open window and even though there was a cloud of smoke dancing around his head, it wasn’t that bad. He quickly apologized and threw the cigarette out. I said, “thanks, I’m sorry” because I was. He said he was leaving soon and I made an acknowledging smile even though he was long gone and didn’t see.

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it was my apartment so i made the rules, ya hear? nye 2008 > 2009

I entered the elevator and immediately decided that if I had the ability to do so, I would surely kick myself in the face. Did I really just tell someone not to smoke in the hallway? The hallway with a window that greeted the smoke with open arms? The same hallway I had so easily smoked in years ago, on the steps and away from the window, with no regard for other tenants? Sure, I was a youth and going through an unruly phase but just because I was mutating into an adult didn’t mean I had to become an obnoxious one.

This incident reminded me of The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. I read it in college and faintly recall discussing that Gregor Samsa turned into a giant beetle and this was a metaphor for his existential life crisis. At first he was uncomfortable in his new beetle body but before we all knew it, he was racing up and down the walls like all of the other gross wall-climbing critters.

Where am I going with this? Not sure. Honestly, I just needed an excuse to write that I’ve been feeling like a helpless beetle lately, stuck on my back and waving my creepy little beetle arms around like I care a lot. My anti-smoking request was just the click I needed to hear to realize that I too am in a new body, mind and soul.

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i was confused. and i still am. – 2008

It’s uncomfortable and confusing and like the voices in my head, the changes just won’t stop. Next thing I know I’ll be lecturing people on why dairy is bad for you and the dangers of gluten. Oh, wait. I do do that. But in the words of the great lyricist Tupac Shakur, “Come on come on, that’s just the way it is, things’ll never be the same, that’s just the way it is, aww yeah.” I feel you, Pac. I feel you and Gregor but I’m wondering when I will feel like myself and be okay with it.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my  life, MS and all. Maybe even because of the MS because now at least I know. But sometimes I wish I could go back to a time when that wasn’t the case. I sometimes day dream of the glorious days when I was ignorant and didn’t know why smoking (and everything else) was so bad for me. Or rather, didn’t really care.

But I suppose it is what it is and time must move forward, whether I’m ready for it or not. I’m comforted, though, by the simple fact that maybe some things will never change and that is okay with me.

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Dear Cheese, Goodbye.

One of the saddest breakups in the history of breakups is the dissolution of marriage between myself and cheese. Oh, how I loved cheese. Ham and cheese sandwiches for lunch with Poly-O String cheese for dessert. Double cheeseburger meals from McDonald’s. Cheese pizza with extra cheese. Even though I ate peasant cheese, it was still a huge part of my being.

But then MS happened and shit got real. Real real. I had to change my lifestyle because apparently I would be safer walking on the wires of the Brooklyn Bridge without a harness than continuing my hungover teenage-boyesque eating habits. While diet is not an FDA-approved treatment and most doctors scoff at nutritional healing not created by Pfizer, I decided to take a holistic approach to feeling better. Christina, my new acupuncturist and official sponser of my Chi, gave me a crash course in healthy anti-inflammatory eating and it has made all the difference.

On the See How You Feel & Then Eat It List – Eggs & corn
On the Meat List: Hormone free & organic meat preferred
On the Eat A Lot of This Sh*T List – Omega 3’s (wild salmon), fruits, veggies and some meats.
On the Hell No NEVER EAT THIS SH*T List – Gluten, processed sugar (white sugar), dairy, high fructose corn syrup, processed & packaged foods

What?! Cheese is bad for everyone?! I love cheese! And bread! I love cheese, bread and sugar together! Mmmm mmm. 

No, cheese and bread is bad for me although I’m sure you’ll find your body isn’t a fan of either if you were to do a cleanse. On the other hand, you very well may be able to swim in a sexy hot tub full of bread, cheddar and sugar for a guilt-free orgy with no repercussions. I doubt it though.

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I interviewed Christina to better understand why inflammatory foods such as wheat and dairy are so devilish, especially for those with reckless autoimmune systems. This is what she had to say.

Diana: Why does Chinese medicine have beef with inflammatory foods?

Christina: Chinese Medicine works on treating imbalances in the body, focusing on our internal environment which is quite similar to the external environment we know including: heat, dryness, dampness, cold, and wind. As with external environmental factors, internal factors affect us just as much. As the saying goes “We are what we eat.”

Diana: If that’s the case, I used to be a bottle of Pepsi and a delicious bag of Sour Cream and Onion potato chips. But let’s not get off topic here. Tell me more about inflammation.

Christina: Inflammation impacts how our body’s system functions. Inflammation affects our digestive system, immune system, endocrine system, mental health, cardiovascular system, skin, and so much more. In general it is best to eliminate inflammatory foods so our bodies can stay healthy, happy, and function optimally.

Diana: Please refresh my memory and tell me why I’m supposed to just say NO to dairy. 

Christina: Dairy creates an excess of phlegm and mucous which affects the flow of qi (or energy) in our body. It’s like a clogged drain and the water can’t go down. The back up that accumulates, over time, can create inflammation and disease. Many people can’t break down lactose which is a sugar found in milk and milk-derived dairy products. Once again, if our body can’t process something properly inflammation can occur.

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Diana: This certainly can’t apply to everyone. What’s the best way to tell if your body can’t process certain foods?

Christina: Elimination is the best way and then slowly adding foods back to see how you feel. I recommend cutting foods out for at least two weeks. Most likely once you know how great you feel without a certain food you’ll be less likely to eat it. There are also food allergy tests that can be done.

Diana: So much to learn, so little time. So what’s the difference between being allergic and being sensitive to a food?

Christina: Many people have sensitivities to foods and just don’t pay attention – other then feeling bloated, low energy, headachy, spacey, or just bad after eating certain foods. With allergies one may have sudden swelling of the tongue, throat, eyes, or mouth which can be fatal for some. An EpiPen is recommended for those with food allergies.

When I tried cheese after my cleanse, I got a headache so bad it felt like aliens were trying to probe my brain for answers and then kick me when they realized they picked the wrong human. That is why I stay away although it’s harder in the summer. Lately I’ve been giving in to dishes I once loved (hello there, caprese salad), despite the often uncomfortable headaches that follow. Cheese and I are still divorced though but sometimes we bang on the side, you know? In other words, cheese is my side piece.

But my main piece is healthy eating so here are a few anti-inflammatory meal ideas if you’re interested in eating clean.

    1. 20 Grilled & Baked Salmon Recipes via Health.com
    2. 7 Day Anti-Inflammatory Meal Plan via Healthline.com
    3. Foods That Heal: An Anti Inflammatory Cookbook via Food.com
    4. Famous Chefs’ Recipes for Your Anti-Inflammatory Diet via Lifescript
    5. Vegan Veggie White Pizza, Light & Easy Lettuce Wraps, & Gluten-Free and Vegan Risotto via Go Dairy Free

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