Eating food has become a struggle. I love food, so this has become a problem.
Last year my doctor told me that one of my problems could be because of dairy and that I should cut dairy out of my diet. The problem is I love dairy. Milk and cookies. Cheese and crackers. Yogurt and Granola. Ice Cream. Hot Chocolate. Mochas. I realized very quickly that cutting out dairy products would be next to impossible for me. You can’t have a pizza with out cheese, well you can, its just not going to taste the same. Instead I cut back. I no longer keep milk in my fridge. I only eat half a container of yogurt (I spread it out over two days). I cut down on the amount of Mexican food and macaroni and cheese. I have tried soy milk and rice milk, and its just not the same.
But the battle continues, enter the new problem….which I don’t know what to call except G.I. distress. Over the last couple of months any I eat makes me nauseous or just makes my stomach unhappy. It doesn’t matter how bland the food is i.e. peanut butter and jelly sandwich, my stomach just doesn’t like food. I have even made a couple visits to the porcelain throne over the past couple of months, I really don’t ever want to eat blueberry bagels ever again. There had been some concern about possible pregnancy but that was quickly vetoed by the arrival of my favorite monthly visitor.
Eating food, something I normally enjoy, has become a less then fun task. But I am fighting back. This week I am taking my breakfast to work with me, so I am not eating early in the morning. Just one plain cake donut. The other thing I am doing is taking my birth control pill at before bed. So far day one has gone great. Only had mild G.I. distress. Let’s see how long that lasts, because I am running out of options.