For about another day, I'm taking 800 mgs of ibuprofen, on doctor's orders, every 8 hours with food, ditto. Without food, those humongoid pills are nasty. So, I'm carrying crackers and bread around, and trying to stay sort of comfortably full all the time, cuz otherwise, I'm definitely not comfortable. This is kind of like an anti-Atkins diet, isn't it? Or even anti-stealth Atkins that a lot of us have been doing. You know, the cutting back on carbs and eating when really hungry, not mildly peckish.
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