Morning, Buffy.
I think I have YET ANOTHER cold coming on.
Also, have dropped badly off the low-carbing and am getting visibly fatter.
The problem is, I really am dominated by a physical appetite that, if satisfied, will make me fat. If I try really really hard to low-low-low carb, I will eventually (after a lot of stress and headaches and a few melt-downs) reach a point where I can manage on an amount of food that does not make me fat. But it has to be rigidly policed and I have to make everything I eat. I can never just pick something up. If I eat anything carby at all - the odd plum, even - I am so physically hungry (I keep saying "physical" to distinguish from other kinds of wanting to eat, though I know all those very well too) that if I eat enough to feel ok and functional, I will put on weight to a level that is not attractive or healthy.
I am a bit disheartened about it all. About a week ago when I got serious about not drinking and decided to go to AA I decided to cut myself some slack with food. Since then I have been eating 3 large meals a day, drinking lots of water, and feel so much more cheerful than when I am hungry all the time. BUT I am visibly, scarily growing!
I have so much enjoyed eating all the seasonal fruit. but I can't have it, can I. I have to put a stop to this.
SPD still troubling me too - was very bad yesterday - and my youngest is 2 and a half. It is such an almighty faff to get help. Yesterday I was limping and in pain. I have no choice I have to do this.
I have a friend with crohn's disease, really this is all nothing. to expect to be well is a privilege. But it seems like for me to be well is such a cranky uphill struggle. Don't eat this, don't drink that, make every damn piece of food I eat, fight fight fight to see a physio... ARGH I am so over it all, I just want to eat a sandwich and get on with my life like everyone else
sorry about all that horrific whining.
How are you Buffy?