I’ve been successfully vegetarian since the beginning of August. Except for “test periods” or falling off the meat wagon on three occasions which, I have to say, if they were coincidences they were pretty timely coincidences, I’ve been able to keep up with vegetarianism without any problems or complaints. It’s not easy when you attend a barbecue, because no matter how bad hot dogs are for you they’re so good. I just have to get back into my old mindset that hot dogs are nasty. I went through a really long phase for years where I wouldn’t touch hot dogs. Time to go back in time.
I was saying something about coincidences and I was talking about flare-ups. I’ve definitely noticed that when I’ve eaten meat, my pain flare-ups are worse. I swell more, and I have more widespread pain as opposed to localized pains. I also get more dehydrated. I had hoped that chicken wouldn’t be a problem, but it seems to be included as something to avoid.
It’s all right, so far I haven’t had any cravings and I’m getting all of my protein and vitamins from my veggie intake. There are also some great meat alternatives out there.
I’ve also managed to cut out the majority of my lactose (milk sugar) intake and that seems to be helping. It’s definitely helping gastric upset. I would hate to give up cheese and yogurt and ice cream… so here’s hoping that keeping it minimal will be enough. I’m hoping that I don’t have to go the route of eliminating gluten since I’m already eliminating most dairy, high fructose corn syrup and red 40 (just like for Gracie but for different reasons).
The pain was bad enough today that I felt that fog, and it was frustrating because I’m finishing a work assessment. Luckily the woman who was “coaching” or observing me today was still impressed with my skills and functions even though she could tell I was in a lot of pain. I kept kicking myself for having that small piece of chicken and the hot dog yesterday. My fingers. My wrists. The back, shoulders, the crackling neck. The thick tongue and clicky jaw. Not worth it for the barbecue. Next time, I’ll bring salad with the cupcakes.
Sleep. Early sleep and a hot shower, some green tea, a birthday cupcake with my birthday girl, and all will be great. I’ll dig up the hot water bottle and float off to a heated sleep.
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