A Baguette A Day Keeps The Doctor Away

The other morning I got up and as I was spooning dry oatmeal into my bowl I was suddenly dizzy and the oatmeal went all over the counter top. I didn’t fall but I was really surprised. I remembered Maurice having vertigo and our trip to the ER in the ambulance a few months ago and was hoping I wouldn’t be doing the same. His vertigo turned out to be connected to mononucleosis of all things. I haven’t been sick so this was out of the blue. So I hoped it would pass and even went ahead and went to the Eiffel Tower to take photos. The next morning I was dizzy with the sort of “I had too much to drink” feeling which I, unfortunately, am familiar with so I went to our doctor. I hate going to the doctor. All of the ones I have been to here in Paris always overbook and it isn’t unusual to sit in the waiting room for well over an hour. The plus is that our doctor’s office is right across the street. I’m a bit suspicious of her although she claims to specialise in nutrition as she told Maurice, when he wanted to lose some weight, that he could have a baguette a day. Only in France, right? Anyway, she said she thought I had a virus infection of the middle ear. Did you know that there isn’t a word for dizzy in French? At least I couldn’t find one and Maurice came up blank with a French word. I looked it up in the dictionary and the translation said, “avoire la tete qui tourne”-my head is spinning. What I was unpleasantly surprised with is that my blood pressure was elevated. I have never had high blood pressure, always dead normal. She asked me if I exercised and I told her that I did aerobic classes five days a week and she told me that I was addicted to exercise-I know that is possible with other people but, believe me, that is not the case with me-and that I should cut down to two days a week. Hmmm. If you look up ways to lower blood pressure exercise is right at the top of the list along with losing weight. I do admit that three of the classes are really tough and I have to push myself to keep up. God, am I getting old? I’m thinking maybe of switching to yoga which seems a little less strenuous unless they want me standing on my head or something. I’m heading to the States in April so I won’t be doing the classes anymore in any case. Ah, life.
I went to the Eiffel Tower because in March some of the trees there bloom with pink flowers. I saw some photos on Instagram the other day and knew I had to get out there as those pink flowers don’t last very long. I took just about the very same photos last year. I can’t believe it is March already-and that it is almost over.

As I approached I saw a guy with five rabbits. I’m sure he wanted money but he didn’t notice me taking a quick photo. Just in time for Easter.

There were some bushes blooming with yellow flowers.

Mostly the pink flowers.

This was my favourite one.

3 thoughts to “A Baguette A Day Keeps The Doctor Away”

  1. Oh dear, hope that things have improved. I had to drop my Zumba class because it was so exhuberant that I was dizzy and thought I would keel over. I loved that class – getting older can be REALLY annoying. In my head I still can do everything I did before, however,,,

    I like M.’s prescription for a baguette a day! 🙂 We have a new French bakery in Carmel (they just moved here from France and are the real deal) and the baguettes are divine, Wish I could get that same prescription.

    The last photo is my favorite as well.

  2. I think you need a new doctor. Ever since you told me she recommends you only exercise 2x a week, that’s just not what a medical person would normally tell a patient. A good doctor might recommend you cut back on your intensity or mix up the classes with walking, if she was concerned you were overdoing it a bit. But to tell a patient to NOT exercise?

    When I told my French husband about the baguette-a-day diet, he made that French sign where he put his finger to his temple and kind of “screwed” it into his head to indicate “That’s CRAZY!” He said to tell Maurice he’s never heard anyone recommending that as a weight control strategy. In fact, he said, “Oh, so does this mean he can eat everything else he wants as long as he also eats the baguette? Did she recommend a certain kind of baguette with more fiber? Is he allowed to put anything he wants on it, like Nutella?”

    Then he said you need a new doctor. I think I agree. 🙂

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