Can I just take a moment to gripe about the general entropy of human existence? Oh right, this is my website, I’m free to do as I please. Good.

When I got the diagnosis, among the things I immediately lost from the acceptable treats list was orange juice and that saddened me. What I “gained” consisted mostly of “more things to keep track of” in the form of daily pills that are supposed to help keep me aboveground for a while longer.

We worked out a way to keep hot cocoa in my life, and that worked for a while… until recently, when I think my body has decided that it doesn’t like something about the process. For most of this month I’ve been getting more and more ooky and uncomfortable. (I’ll spare the details, but you might be able to guess.) I’m still trying to work out if it’s the milk powder part or the chocolate part… and it’s not looking good for the latter. I went several days without cocoa or my ChocZero snacks, and started feeling better. So I’ve had one (1) cup of cocoa this week (Tuesday morning) and only one serving of ChocZero squares per day after… and the ookiness is back.

More science is required at this point. I am not hopeful for a happy result.

Y’all, if I lose the ability to enjoy chocolate at all? My gloomy life’s gonna get twice as gloomy. Where’s the fun of being a person who has to eat food to stay alive if none of the foods are allowed to be enjoyable? Breads and potatoes and rice to a bare minimum. No fruit juices. And now possibly no chocolates?

I protest in the strongest possible terms.