And the verdict is....

The doctor called today. I always hold my breath with a doctor calls you with "results" but it turns out, they could tell me everythign over the phone, so that's good. When they tell you to come in so they can meet with you, that's bad. I NEVER want to see a doctor's office. Never. It's never good news when they let you meet them in their office. I'll be happy to pay the co-pay and sit in the 6X6 examining room for each doctor's visit.

They actually took a biopsy. Now, when you say biopsy to me, I think CANCER. But apparently, there's other things you do a biopsy for. And so they found it.

Drum Roll please: Eosinophilic Esophagitis - that's a fancy (and by fancy, I mean, I told the nurse on the phone "God Bless you" when she said it. Then asked her to spell it for me) word for everything I've already described and it means I have some kind of food allergy. Food allergies include: milk, eggs, peanuts, shellfish, peas, beef, chicken, fish, rye, corn, soy, potatoes, oats, tomatoes and wheat. Of these, the most common food triggers are milk, egg, wheat, rye and beef.

I am on my knees with thanks that these allergies do not include: Vodka, chocolate, bread, butter, sugar, cake, or Roasted Red Pepper Hummus. Hopefully, I'll continue to advance the medical world and it'll be brocolli or something like that. I realize that it may be an ingredient in one or many of my favorite foods. But I can work with that.

So, for now, I'll see an allergist. And I'll have to use this inhaler thingy prescription. Instead of inhaling it, I have to swallow it. I imagine it's a lot like huffing. More drugs! Yay!

I am relieved that allergies is all it is. I gotta tell ya, when they said that my esophagus was narrowing, I wished it was my hips instead. And then I was nervous, because I really love to eat. I mean, I really love it. I love food. A lot. Explaining that to a doctor tends to get a little awkward.

That's how I roll-
Les