Can I just first say life is a beast? This was going to go up on the 4th, until I had a super scary lump show up on my body in an area that often is related to cancer. So with a day of doctors appointments, medicine runs, worrying, and planning my exit from this world (what can I say? I guess when the C(CRAP)HTF I become a pessimist… a prepared pessimist) lets just say that my mind had room for little else then the essentials.
Then the 5th arrived (my birthday! Eek! 25 years!) with the gift of the lump basically disappearing and tons of birthday goodness to go along with it. *Sigh* Thank you! Though I’m not fully out of the woods yet, the trees are definitely sparse. And though I do not believe that modern medicine is always the best answer; i.e. treating the symptoms instead of the root cause and the over use of antibiotics creating “super” bugs that are very hard to kill, to name a few; I am very thankful for it and it’s ability to save lives and fix things that even 50 years ago were unfixable.
So that brings us to today. And our first real step into this new way of life and thinking. Diet.
And this is not like a “diet” diet but a life style of healthy eating. Make sense? Hopefully.
Even before we were married we have always tried to eat healthy. Health has always been very important to us, though our understanding of what is healthy has changed. Back then we were drinking at least a gallon of milk a week, most of the time more, cooking up scalloped potatoes, lasagna, quesadillas, tacos (you know, with a mix. ‘Cause how else do you make tacos?) and eating pizza all the time, especially when I was pregnant (Little Ceasers was the only thing I could eat with my terrible morning sickness. Weird and gross right?). Sure we would have tons of white bread, salads, snacks, and treats (homemade ice cream and cookies anyone?) to go with that. We would also have fruits with the occasional veggie but our food choices were oh so delicious.
And generally healthy using the food guide pyramid.
Yet, fatteningly unhealthy.
So much so, that together my hubby and I gained 60 lbs in our first year of marriage. And we continued gaining weight into our second year of marriage, though me being pregnant kind of skewed that measurement, by a lot. And we were not healthy, true we were not exercising or even very active, but more then that, we were sick, in many ways. We often experienced:
Being tired all of the time.
Seeming to constantly be in a brain fog.
Aches and pains.
Leaky gut (Though we still aren’t 100% we have this now, we have most of the symptoms, click on link to see what leaky gut is).
My dear hubby was getting stomach cramps and pains more and more often. Though many told him he was being too sensitive (not me!) and to take some pepto and get over it. His pains continued and once were so bad that I took him to the emergency room! Only to have the diagnosis be, “Well, we really don’t know what’s wrong with you. Here take this ‘cocktail’ of medicine and hopefully it will stop whatever is going on.” Though it did alleviate his pain, it only did so for the day. He continued getting debilitating stomache cramps.
Then the first sudden change came during my pregnancy. I very suddenly was becoming very sick every time I drank milk. Other dairy products seemed to be ok so I hoped and prayed that it was just some obscure reaction and that neither the little man nor I were lactose intolerant nor had a dairy allergy. Because if I didn’t make this clear before, I loved milk and yogurt and ice cream and cheese (especially cheese) and would never ever give it up.
Turned out that even after little man was born, dairy was still making us sick. Though it took me several months to figure that out. During that time, I was experiencing all sorts of gastric distress and little man was having projectile spit-up and acid reflux, stuffy noses, burps like it’s nobody’s business, and he even broke out with terrible eczema all over his body so we would have slather him up with Aquaphor several times a day.
I eventually decided to try taking dairy out and we both immediately improved so much, that hubby thought he’d try it as well and also noticed a dramatic change. He was devastated (What about my milk and cookies?).
Wouldn’t you be? Stay tuned for Part #2 and what we decided to do next.
From my Family, to Yours…
Do you have any foods that you are sensitive or allergic to? How did you find out?