The blood work is back. The results are in: this wonder woman has a kryptonite and it's gluten. No more baked goods, no more pasta; seems I've got to do my intestine a solid and hold back on the wheat. Funny how the one thing that never upset my poor little stomach was the one thing causing all the trouble. Another one of life's little ironies I suppose.
And another little irony? Just when you get your hopes up is when there is none left. Turns out the interviewing process for the Destiny Job has already begun. This wonder woman did not get a call. So here I am, sickly and still in Wonderland, with no more crumpets for my tea. As I've said before, when it rains it pours, and the wind has certainly changed that storm.
Under the umbrella, WW
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