|
I've given up on recording calories this week. It's just too much. I am usually good about this, and was feeling really bad about throwing up my hands with it this week, but then I realized I have to take the same advice I gave to Mom2Boxers and do what I can do. I am doing all the shopping, cooking, driving, and errand running for my sister this week. The first couple days were horrible because DC was not really plowed curb-to-curb and the traffic was so terrible that after the first 2-hour trip to the grocery, I started taking bottled water and a Luna Bar with me in case I was gone longer than intended. Meanwhile, I caught a horrible cold after some guy on the plane sneezed on me 3-4 times, so today, instead of sitting with my sister while she had chemo, I had to wait in restaurants nearby because you just never want to be breathing on chemo patients when you have a cold. As it is, I'm not really keeping my sister company -- we're staying in separate rooms as much as possible -- because she can't afford to get sick. It's such a drag, But I did have one small victory: I ate lunch at Fridays, and had a salad customized to me with no cheese, hard boiled egg white only, grilled tuna, and dressing on the side for dipping, and no bread or crackers or anything. Then after I'd sat there for 2 hours, and I was afraid I'd worn out my welcome, I bought a Kind Bar at the 7-11 and took it over to Panera, found a table with an electrical socket for the computer, and ordered a coffee. When I got hungry I ate my Kind Bar. I was pretty pleased with myself for not breaking down and eating something terrible. On the other hand, yesterday I did eat something terrible. We went out to brunch with a friend visiting from Minnesota. I was very very careful about what I ate from the fancy breakfast buffet we went to -- lean proteins, no sauces, no bread or pastries, no pastas -- really pretty much just proteins and some lettuce. But then I did have several of the one-bite desserts. I was prepared to be really sick today, but although I had some burping and gas, as when I ate the fried chicken a few weeks ago, I was really pretty much OK. So I think that I have finally made some progress -- by staying on the FODMAP diet pretty rigidly for the past year, I seem to have brought my intestinal track back from the edge of disaster, and if I am very, very careful 90% of the time, I might be able to enjoy high-FODMAP foods 10% of the time. I have been wanting to try to reintroduce broccoli, cauliflower and hulled barley, so when I get home, that's what I'm going to do. Meanwhile, I'm just doing the best that I can. I'm not exactly going hog wild here, so don't worry, but I doubt that I will weigh myself again until after I've been home and back in my routine for a week. Thanks for all the support from everyone.
P.S. I am really missing agility and ice skating and walking my dogs. That's a really accomplishment. I MISS exercise!
|