I knew the day would come during this little adventure, when that “hard crash” would happen. I mean, stop eating sugar and my body is not going to be happy with the withdrawal.
I knew it was just a matter of time when I hit the brick wall. I was dreading it but knew it could not be avoided.
Today was that day.
Woah nelly Mama needs a cupcake…pronto.
I know, I know. That’s the worse thing I could do but wowza did I feel like ick today. No energy, totally run down and feeling utterly exhausted without any reason to feel that way.
I felt like I had climbed a mountain and believe me when I say the only mountain I have conquered lately is the laundry.
I increased my Vitamin C and added in Complex B vitamins to help me get over the hump. There will be an early bedtime tonight as well.
I will continue to move forward with making better food choices and watching my calorie intake. I love not feeling bloated and out of sorts because of what I have eaten. That is my chief motivating factor right now. How I feel after I eat.
I have already determined that gluten flour/pasta is really not my friend. I have known this for a while but I tested negative to celiac, so I tried again.
No mas good. Total bloating, mood swings, and general blech within an hour after I eat it.
My Doc says it’s a sensitivity and to be aware of it. It’s more a simple carb problem with my hypoglycemia so my sugar intake is the big thing as well as smaller more frequent meals. I just feel so much better when I eat that way.
I guess it’s time to learn how to live and cook a different way.
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