A sad, sad discovery!

It's hot! One of my most favorite ways to cool off during the summer is divulging in some delicious ice cream. I can eat ice cream throughout the entire year and not have any guilty feeling what-so-ever. Here's what has recently been happening when this ice cream loving fool consumes the cool treat, my tummy starts to hurt. Say it aint so?! I can't be lactose intolerant. I refuse to believe this is happening. I had some ice cream the other weekend and boy did it kill my stomach. I didn't want to associate the two so I've done some further research and I fear this is true. I talked to Shayne about it last night telling him my worst fear has come true. I was being a BIT dramatic because Lord knows I could go with out the high calorie treat. I decided to put my research to the test one more time. I had a miniature 100 calorie ice cream bar and within 20 minutes my tummy started to swell. Hello Papaya Enzymes! Sigh...I don't want to give this up! Do you think I should push through and keep enjoying ice cream? Probably not because as I type this, I tried to drink my iced caramel macchiato made by yours truly and that didn't settle well. Obviously I've developed an unwanted rejection to milk. Bummer man...this is going to be hard to get over. For now, back to tofutti cuties! They are good, promise!