but alas, there was a slight alteration in plans.
My husband came and sat across the table from me and said very seriously, "Honey, I'm having a mid-life crisis."
So, using my new improved vagus response, I said calmly, "Is it a sportscar or a cheerleader?"
And he said "Neither. I want a swimming pool."
So here it is:
It's an endless pool. In my garage.
Not only did we spend a week putting it together, and a weekend putting on the wooden rails... but I had to totally clean and paint and pile manage the whole garage and basement before that could even happen.
It's pretty cool though. He's been using it a lot. Wants to do a mini-triathalon or something. (It's kind of freaking me out. If I wanted to live with a jock I would have married one!)
So, one of his friends asked him what I was getting for MY mid-life crisis... also guessing something in the automobile category... Ha. I'm way too weird for that. (Besides, we now officially have "more stuff than anyone needs".)
I'm getting medical tests.
Big ones.
A couple polysomnograms.
A couple glucose tolerance tests.
A couple antibody titers.
Matching ones. Before and after gluten.
I know this is real.
It's predictable, reliable and repeatable. And measurable.
I'm going to document it.
And my doctor has agreed to help me.
After he read YOUR testimonials.
Thank you all so much for your support.
