Today I discovered Greek Yogurt. I’ve never really cared for regular yogurt. I know, I know it’s good for me; but I just really didn’t love the tang. Don’t get me wrong, the taste is ok, I just don’t LOVE it. But this Greek stuff is lovely and thick and creamy and smooth tasting. I got a new toy this weekend mostly for the rest of my family. They love regular yogurt. Now I can benefit from my new toy as well.
The mystery of my uti’s has been solved; at least I’m pretty sure it has. It is what happens to my body when the yeast die off and release toxins into my system. This process is called die-off. Symptoms can be different for different people. I apparently get bladder infections. I dealt with this by doing exactly the wrong thing; totally ditching my newly discovered way of eating. I am in the process of preparing my body to slowly go back on the “diet” by strengthening my immune system, my liver and my bladder in hopes of minimizing the die-off reaction. I’ve also gotten supplements to help with the bladder infection should I get it again without having to resort to antibiotics AGAIN. I was on 3 different kinds in 2 weeks and my body is still recovering from it. This time Hubby is going to join me in my quest for better health. He said “Fix me!” hahaha
I am feeling rotten this week; I have a urinary tract infection. Sorry if this is “tmi” but it does relate to the topic of my diet. Every time in the past 5 years that I have decided to eat healthier, lose weight, diet, etc., I have developed a uti about 2 weeks into it. I don’t know why it happens, probably something to do with chemistry, hormones, dehydration, ph balance, acidity, whatever. When I began this new way of eating a few weeks ago, I was positive it wouldn’t happen this time. After all, this was a lot more than just cutting calories. This was getting my system balanced, lowering acidity and raising alkaline. But 2 days ago . . . here we go again. I’m convinced that there is a more healthy natural way to get rid of my uti and heal my body than with antibiotics, but I’m just too new to all this and feeling too awful to think about it right now. Like they say, the best offense is a good defense.
When I’m extremely tired or not feeling very well, I tend to fall back to so-called comfort foods. My version of comfort food isn’t mac and cheese or meatloaf; mine is invariably something smooth, creamy, cold and at least a little sweet. My go-to comfort foods are things like flan, tapioca pudding, or even a jello parfait, not one of which is good for me. Nevertheless this week I have been indulging in my comfort foods. Why is it that when we are feeling down in some way, whether it be physically, mentally or emotionally, we crave certain foods? Why at times of distress aren’t our bodies crying out for foods that are actually healthy instead of those things that will only make our problem worse in the long run? Maybe it does work that way for people who have rid their bodies of the nasty toxins lurking in our systems; who have retrained their taste buds. I’m sure there is some nutritional scientific answers for such questions but today I feel too yucky to give it serious contemplation. Meanwhile would someone please bring me some Crème Brule?
I realize that to most of you, the above statement should be followed by an exclamation mark; but this is monumental for me. I haven’t been able to go up or down a flight of stairs like a normal person in years. Previously I had to hold on to the railing, using it to drag myself up and go down side ways. I had to put both feet on the step before proceeding to the next step and even then every step was painful. After only a few stairs I would have been breathing very, very hard and my chest would have felt as though it were going to explode. NOT today! It was only 2 flights of stairs in a parking garage, down and then back up a little while later, but it was my idea to take those stairs and not use the elevator. There was no pain in my ankles, feet or even my knees. I must admit that those body parts do feel a bit weak (I don’t know exactly how to explain that) but they didn’t hurt. And I only got slightly winded on the trip up the stairs, but only for a few moments and only a little bit. Things are really looking up a little more every day.
Found another food today that I dislike – quinoa. Yuck. I’m starting to feel like I’m not going to find any new foods that I actually like. Tomorrow is kale. What will happen?
I wrote, earlier in the week, about my experience with fermented beverages, about caving in to my cheese obsession, and about making my own raw nut butter. I am 51 years old and have been eating the same way for all of those years. I’m enjoying feeling healthier and being pain free but I am having a very difficult time with all of these “weird foods”. I’ve never even eaten much in the way of fresh fruits or vegetables. I’ve never eaten sprouted grains and nut butter and coconut oil and I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to most of them but I’m determined to try. I don’t want to go back to feeling the way I did before and I definitely want this extra weight off. So far I’m not really enjoying the tastes and textures of the foods in my new diet. It’s just so incredibly different; it’s a whole new way of thinking. There’s so much health information to take in and remember. Take vitamins, use essential oils. Don’t medicate, vaccinate or exercise. Eat this, don’t eat that; cook this, don’t cook that; don’t cook in the microwave; this is bad, that’s good. Eat raw, eat clean, eat real; gluten-free, dairy free, soy free. AHHHHHHH! Who’s right, who’s wrong? All I can do is fumble and stumble along in my own way and hope that I don’t kill myself somewhere along the way by eating the wrong thing (or the right thing cooked the wrong way).