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Yes, it's got skim milk in it.

Haha, my exact thought!

I've never tried it, and now that I'm vegan, I never shall. I will share the scorn burden with you. :)

Congrats to you on getting over the bulimia; eating disorders are tough stuff!

Oh, yes, I know the joys of a PICC! *shudder!*

I just posted something similar in another thread! It was hard, at times, not to answer the "how do you do it?" questions with some graphic descriptions of my illness! I know people probably meant well, but I was quite near death and not at all "in shape." :/

Yes! And, you can be thin and *not* healthy, as most people know but seem to forget. I have Crohn's disease, and when I'm going through a rough spell, I get quite bony. Nobody seems to notice the red bags under my eyes or hollow cheeks. They just notice I'm thin. I am a singer, and once during a costume fitting, the

Ahhh, yes, I am familiar with that dynamic. :/

Thanks for the good wishes...mine is a bitchy and unpredictable disease, but I am fortunate to have phases in which I can eat all the produce, which is my favorite food group. Hope you're doing well, too. :)

Aw, Zoidberg, you'll always have a place in my heart (and on late-night tv re-runs!). Hope you and sis make up soon. :)

That is brilliant.

Happens to me when I visit the goslings/ducklings at the lake in the park. I don't even realize I'm smiling so hard until it starts to hurt a little!

I've seen a few GI's who didn't know the first thing about nutrition, but probably would not have been too excited about the butter/sugar feast. Hospitals can be strange worlds...

I was in the hospital once and they kept sending me up plates with just pats of butter and sugar packets! I have Crohn's disease (super fun!), so my diet was necessarily restricted, but what *was* that? Haha, it was so weird.

Truth!

Not *all* bathroom stories...(sorry!). These tales did remind me, in a roundabout way, of a now-defunct place I worked at in San Francisco's Tenderloin. One of my regulars was a Vietnam veteran who had lost an arm in the war. Near the end of his meal, he'd hand me a little paper bag and say, "roll one for me and one

Love "spite cake!"

That's awful about the slap... :(

N0, not a bad person. A person who is trying to integrate difficult/painful information into your world. I, too, suffer from chronic illness and have thoughts of bitterness/jealousy regarding others' abilities (though not the baby-havin' ones) in my less-than-stellar moments. I try to balance it out with gratitude,