27 (Tue) January 2015
Strawberries & Cream Lean Shake
in my apartment
A recent blood test taken for medical clearance on my new contract showed elevated hepatic enzyme levels, possibly indicating fatty liver, cirrhosis, hepatitis, cancer (as one of my colleagues noted, with unmasked glee, “There’s always a chance of cancer, no matter how remote.” ).
I’m hoping that the numbers were skewed because of residual alcohol from the night before—yes, I’m perfectly aware that I’m not supposed to drink before a blood test, but I wasn’t aware that I needed to take the test until that morning, and it had to be that morning.
Retest, next week.
In the meantime, I have to flush out my system and get the numbers down to normal, assuming it’s not something chronic.
Of course, given my lifestyle, especially this past year living alone with loads of booze at my disposal, it could very well be something chronic.
Regardless of the results, I’m glad for the wake-up call.
The shake was an impulse purchase.
Surprisingly quite good. Like thick strawberry milk, straight up. And it kept me feeling quite full until bedtime.
Not really on a diet, though the sudden weight gain is also problematic, regardless of whether it has affected my liver.