{"id":521,"date":"2013-08-19T04:12:11","date_gmt":"2013-08-19T04:12:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/?p=521"},"modified":"2013-08-19T04:12:11","modified_gmt":"2013-08-19T04:12:11","slug":"sixty-eight-my-bodys-nobodys-body-but-mine","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/?p=521","title":{"rendered":"Sixty-Eight &#8212; My Body&#8217;s Nobody&#8217;s Body But Mine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My body used to make sense. I would get hungry and give it food, nothing too fussy, occasional cravings, and then I would digest the food and then I would excrete the food. I would go to sleep when I was tired and wake up when I was still tired because you can never get enough sleep, but that&#8217;s normal, right? Alarm clocks: scourge of our natural time rhythms.<\/p>\n<p>Once a month my period would come. Once a year I would get a cold or something worse like a sinus infection but it would go away.<\/p>\n<p>This was before kids. Kids changed my body, of course. Growing a human being in your body and then birthing it can wreak a bit of havoc on systems digestive, reproductive, endocrine and others I am not familiar enough with to list here. There was the usual post-partum stuff; hair shedding and period cycle getting weird and never sleeping and wanting to yell at everyone. All of that resolved a few months (nearly a year actually) after I weaned Eli and I was..back to normal. Or so I thought.<\/p>\n<p>I developed a headache that lasted three weeks. I started to get terrible PMS. I never had PMS before but I started having PMS that made me feel downright medicatable, but only for three days a month. Then there was the feeling-like-I&#8217;m-going-to-vomit-nope-not-vomiting thing, which I had years ago, and last year, and this year, and which went away two months ago and came back this week, and now I&#8217;m thinking well, that&#8217;s just part of me I guess. I&#8217;m nauseous. I eat candied ginger for breakfast. Hardcore.<\/p>\n<p>Sometime last year the depressive PMS turned into weird-sleep PMS. In the five or so nights before my period starts, I sleep like crap &#8212; hot and cold and restless. I prefer this to the depressive sort of PMS but still. <\/p>\n<p>My hair is half white and half not-white and the white hairs stand up all over my head in this sort of halo formation. That&#8217;s a polite way of putting it that also makes me sound angelic, which I am not. This is a perfectly reasonable thing for my hair to do, incidentally, so I hesitate to list it here because I do understand it, but I also think it helps paint a picture.<\/p>\n<p>Emotionally I feel great! Physically I feel like one of those one-man bands with all the instruments playing a different song.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, and my wrist hurts. Carpal tunnel from all the writing by hand and night-time fist-clenching. <\/p>\n<p>Today I ate some fresh pineapple and all I want is pineapple now. I&#8217;m afraid I&#8217;ll turn into a toddler; nothing but fresh pineapple and then no more fresh pineapple ever. I just cut up my first fresh pineapple and ate a piece before stashing it in a container in the fridge. The flavour is still at the back of my throat; acid and sweet. It was just the right fleshy texture. Maybe a fresh pineapple a day will cure me of all this weirdness.<\/p>\n<p>Or, more likely, it&#8217;s that I&#8217;ve been over-exposed to Spongebob Squarepants. (he lives in a pineapple under the sea, you know.) Time for a cleanse.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My body used to make sense. I would get hungry and give it food, nothing too fussy, occasional cravings, and then I would digest the food and then I would excrete the food. I would go to sleep when I was tired and wake up when I was still tired because you can never get [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[88,5,81,42],"class_list":["post-521","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-is-there-a-doctor-on-the-internet","tag-my-navel-is-awesome","tag-queasytimes","tag-television"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/521","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=521"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/521\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":522,"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/521\/revisions\/522"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=521"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=521"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/the_comeback\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=521"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}