Hotter made seared Ahi and cilantro-lime rice, and I made a big salad from our garden with avocado and feta, and that was the most protein and roughage I have had at one time since the great GI debacle of last Friday. It took my finally sticking to a strict liquid diet for three days, and copious Miralax, but I finally had a completely pain-free day (at least GI-wise, the beestings were still hurting like hell) for the first time yesterday and quite frankly if this meal pushes my belly back over the brink it will have been worth it (I am the type of person who would rather suffer for a gourmet meal than be kicking myself for eating a box of macaroni or somesuch).
The beestings are much improved today; I was able to get a shoe on my foot and go outside and do some gardening, and the pain is gone. The itching is NOT, but I can deal with that better than itching that morphs into burning and throbbing plus grotesque swelling. The bees are still annoyed with me I think; usually I can squat next to the hive out of their flight-path and watch them for as long as I want to without them paying me any mind, but today one worker seemed to remember and not care for the look of me, and buzzed around my face until I decided to retreat. I sent a few-second video clip of the hive to K via text message, and she replied "Oh shit. That's like a nature film!" Yes, yes it is. Despite the recent altercation I just love having bees. They're so cool :)
Other than that, I am peeved with Iden The Vicious, because after a month of my not being able to tell whether she was pregnant or not she gave birth to TWO kits. Yes, two. Yes, the average litter size for her breed is 8-12. FUCKING IDEN! It's been two days since she had the duo of kits, and she is far too healthy (AND VICIOUS!) to be retaining any kits, she just...had two. WHO DOES THAT?!?
And how are all of YOU?