I didn’t last.

I tried to make it last but from the outset, it was a failed attempt to begin with.

It started with the low-carb flu and the medications that I took. The Vitamin C with the sugar, the Nyquil with the sucrose, and the Theraflu with everything else.

I’m sure most of the ingredients in the medication wasn’t compliant, but in the end, my stomach did feel better. I didn’t eat any of the bad things and my stomach was in top shape. I was regular. I felt the best I’ve ever felt in a long time.

Then I got deathly sick with the bronchitis and had to take antibiotics. I knew from the second day that I took it that my stomach wasn’t feeling like how it was feeling before I took it. It was different, a little messed up, but I finished the antibiotics anyway. It was part of the regimen to get better.

So, since the antibiotics pretty much killed the probiotics that I had in my stomach, I decided to start reintroducing the irritants back to my system.

What did I start with? Shake Shack.

Burgers.

Bread.

Cheese.

Dairy.

How did I feel?

I felt fine right after, but the next day, my stomach definitely hated me. My mistake was having both dairy and bread, so I’m not sure which was really fucking up my stomach.

The next day, I decided to make some banh mi with the leftover roasted chicken that I made a few days before. I bought some bolillos from Ralph’s and some liver pate.

I did use the kewpie mayo and the Irish butter with the sandwich and soy sauce. So, more irritants.

But it was fucking damn good.

My stomach was doing backflips the next day.

I do think it was the gluten/bread that is fucking me up. That’s the biggest change in my diet in the past year and a half. The baking. The bread.

But should the bread be fucking me up? It’s sourdough, which should be good for my stomach ’cause of the fermentation process that the dough goes through.

I’ll get back to this later.

Chinese food!

Another reason why I decided to stop the cleanse was because of the department lunch. It’s Chinese food. Hop Li. There’s nothing that was compliant in anything that we ate. So, not to be a dick and be restrictive, I said fuck it.

Oh my fucking lord the food was so good. I missed Chinese food.

That night I had KBBQ with Jun and her daughters. Since I wasn’t compliant anyway, might as well.

I thought that my stomach would have been a disaster in terms of pain, but it wasn’t. But I know that the non-compliant food was definitely fucking with my system.

The bloat was back, but not to an extreme. Gas. Constipation. Most symptoms I had before the cleanse came back, but at a lesser degree. Of course, my body could be in shock from everything, but who knows.

At night, I would get up and pee multiple times ’cause it feels like my bowels is pushing down on my bladder. With a healthy stomach, I never had that problem. Maybe just once a night and not multiple.

Last night I had really really cheap Chinese from San Hing.

I’ve decided that I’m going to finish this week out as non-compliant and then get back on the cleanse for a shorter period to get my stomach back to normal. I wanted to experiment with bread and gluten.

Once I get my stomach back in some pristine order, I’ll bake some sourdough bread and see how that affects my stomach. If it fucks it up, then I may have a gluten issue. If it doesn’t, then it’s just a matter of how the bread was made commercially.

Bad ingredients could be the culprit and that could be true. Could be the commercial yeast or flour, who knows.

It’ll be a very interesting experiment.

Then, it’ll be onto another short cleanse and then reintroduce other irritants in a more manageable manner.

The whole point of this cleanse is to figure out what is making me sick and just eating everything isn’t helping the cause.

I must do this shit right and it’s just going to be a long long process, but in the end, the results should be worth it.

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