Oh, My Aching Kidneys

Eeegads my back has been killing me the past two days. Or honestly, it’s really not my back that is trying to murder me,  it’s my kidneys. I think I’ve over-polluted my kidneys lately with wonderful Thankskgiving and holiday food…and now I am suffering. This morning is a bit better than yesterday, of that I am grateful, which I think is due, at least in part, to the big mug of celery/orange/ginger juice I made yesterday morning.

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Last summer, I couldn’t choke down 2 ounces of celery juice, let alone 16 ounces, But I was able to drink it yesterday morning and  I didn’t puke. It was actually good. My body thanked me for it. Later in the day I made up a snack of raw, ground, almonds, sesame seeds, pumpkin seeds, carob, honey, an overripe banana and raisins. I dipped a couple of fresh bananas in this thick, sweet, chocolate mess, and I was all set for 3 hours of play practice. I froze half of the dip because it’s so rich it’s gonna take me awhile to eat all that.

At play practice my back/kidneys were really sore, which was magnified by the uncomfortable positions I found myself in backstage, and the costumes…oh the costumes. I don’t know how women survived their clothes in the 1940’s. I really don’t. For one thing, they must of been a whole lot skinnier than me because my fancy church outfit won’t even zip up in the back…and I am rather small by today’s standards. Not only that, the skirt, when pulled up as high as it is supposed to go, rests right under my boobs, and is tight around my stomach in all the wrong places. Back in the 1940’s I don’t believe women suffered aching kidneys…and if they did, they probably just passed out or died from the pain or stayed home in bed in a flannel nightgown.

The play I am working on is called “When It Snows In Miami,” and is set in December 1942 and is about a little girl who thinks her daddy will come home from the war when it snows in Miami. I play the preachers wife, Felicity Johnson. My back was hurting so bad that I forgot I had lines two times. Luckily for me my fellow cast members nudged me at the appropriate times and I woke up and spoke.

After play practice I came home and fixed dinner. Wanting to stay on the detox path, I took one bunch of cilantro, 3 cloves garlic, and 1 ripe tomato and chopped them up in the food processor, adding a little salt and vinegar. After putting it on my plate, I added one avocado and some ground pumpkin seeds and a little coconut oil. I looked at the mess I had made and figured I would have to chuck it in the pig bucket, but when I took a bite, I couldn’t believe how good it was. It was soooo DARK green. There was no bitterness at all that I could detect, and I ate the whole thing.

During the night I got up no less than 4 times to pee, but this morning, I am happy to report, my kidneys are doing quite well. Last night I couldn’t even sit on the couch without pain…I had to lay down. But this morning, it’s a much less painful world, which means I will be able to get things done today. On the agenda are shipping out soap orders and making more soap, plus felting the two boxes of soap I have sitting on the kitchen counter. Want to see my my soaps? You can check them out in my Etsy Shop.

The other thing that is going to get done today is ordering SEED CATALOGS! All my friends are already getting their seed catalogs in the mail. I seem to be the only one missing out. I have a big garden planned for spring, so can’t wait to get my heirloom catalogs so I can start deciding what I’d like to order. If you have a favorite seed, tree, or flower catalog, heirloom or otherwise, drop the name in the comments box. I only know of a few. I’d like to order about a dozen.

But for now, I am off to juice some celery for a fine morning cocktail.

I wish you all a fine and sunny day, wherever you are in the world.

Anita

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