Thursday, February 19, 2015

Quick look back at today, nothing exciting, just my daily journal :)

Weekly Weigh in:  217.8 lbs

7 a.m.  Breakfast:  2 servings of egg beaters, 1 slice provolone cheese, 4 oz. steak, 1 cup blueberries
            and blackberries, 1 cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk

 7:30 a.m.  30 minutes of Les Mills Pump and Burn

10 a.m.  large black ice tea from dunkin donuts

11 a.m.  Snack:  orange slices

12:45 p.m.  Lunch:  garden salad with chicken, raisins, sunflower seeds and 1 serving dressing

3:30 p.m. Snack:  2 servings hummus with carrots

6:30 pm.  dinner:  rotisserie chicken things (2), brussel sprouts (at least a cup worth, maybe more)  I
                didn't measure.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

The not-so funny poem and today's daily update


Everyone who knows me knows I’m a sensitive person.  I cry over commercials, I cringe at watching shows like America’s Funniest Video’s because I can’t stand to watch people get hurt.  I don’t find it funny when a man gets hit in the beans and frank with a piñata bat.  I love laughing, but I don’t find myself laughing at the misfortune of other people. 

This afternoon we did our 30 minutes of mandatory family reading.  Bennett read his new Stephen King novel, I read more from the Blood Sugar Solution, Molly read her fish book and Maggie read her poem book she picked up at the library a few weeks ago.  Maggie kept wanting to read some of the poems out load to me.  One of them was called Mr. Carumba. 

Before I tell you about Mr. Carumba, let me share with you the title of the book and it’s book jacket description.  It’s called Poem Depot Aisles of Smiles by Douglas Florian.  The back of the book reads, “Load up on laughs in this one-stop poetry book”  The inside jacket reads, “Artist and award-winning author Douglas Florian captures of comedy of kids’ everyday lives in this jam-packed volume.  Meander through the different aisles of this virtual department store on nonsense poems-such as Jest & Jives or Tons of Puns – to find everything from laugh-out-loud limericks to frenetic free verse.  Florian’s fans will have cartloads of fun in the Poem Depot.”  So this book is supposed to be funny? Right?  That’s how it’s advertised.  Everything written in it is supposed to make the reader laugh out load.  Many of them are rather silly and funny.  I personally loved the Mean Meat Loaf one.  But, then Maggie read me Mr. Carumba. 

Mr. Carumba
Mr. Carumba is so very wide,
He takes up six seats when he goes for a ride.
For him it’s a challenge to fit through a door.
He doesn’t wear one belt, he wears twenty-four.
And just like a beach ball, he rolls down the stairs.
He’s already broken one hundred five chairs.
When he walks on sidewalks he leaves behind cracks.
And seven course meals are for him merely snacks.
The shadow he cast sometimes covers two states.
He uses great satellite dishes as plates.
He wears a big circus tent for a top hat.
He eats with a pitchfork and drinks from a vat.

I didn’t find this poem funny.  Maybe I’m too sensitive or don’t have a sense of humor, but I don’t find this poem funny in the least bit.  I am looking past the outside image for what the poem really is about.  It’s about making fun of fat people.  Fat people are to be made fun of.  Let’s face it.  In our society it’s better to be anything else, but fat.  Yet, 70% of Americans are overweight.  Childhood obesity is at an all time high.  We spend billions of dollars on fitness equipment, supplements, diet plans, weight loss surgery, etc to no avail.  It’s perfectly acceptable to call someone fat.   We point and snicker at the overweight person trying to fit into the amusement park ride.  If you are fat in America, you are viewed as a slob, lazy, disgusting, and useless.  We watch t.v. shows like My Big Fat Fabulous Life.  I thought to myself when I first saw the previews that I was happy for that girl.  I’m happy that she loves herself and is confident to show the world that she can be fat and happy.  But, I was sad too because obesity is deadly.  There is no such thing as a healthy fat person.  Sure, an obese person might not have high blood pressure, diabetes, or a variety of other obesity related diseases at a certain time in their life, but it will catch up to them.  I feel bad for her because even if she looks happy on the outside in the previews, I wonder how happy she truly is on the inside.  I wonder if she suffers from any of the ailments that I was suffering from? I wonder how many people watch it because they are happy for her or do they watch it to make fun of her?  I haven’t watched it yet.  I’m not a big TV watcher, but I wonder what the entertainment is for people who do watch it.  Are they like me and happy that she is happy, or are they making fun of her?

Sorry, I got off topic a little there.  But, this poem screamed a painful reality to me.  I explained to Maggie that this poem was sad.  It wasn’t funny even if that was the author’s intention.  My own daughter is so sensitive over her weight.  She’s a “big” kid.  She’s the tallest one in her class, but also one of the largest.  She has come home from school in the past, bawling her pretty blue eyes out because the other girls made fun of her big belly.  She wants to wear the cute in-style clothes, but they aren’t made for “big” girls.  

So, Mr. Florian, your poem isn’t funny.  Obesity is a sickness.  It’s a choice that many of us make, but it’s also an illness brought on by many things.  Things that we can’t or don’t always want to admit.   It took me 22 years to realize that sugar addiction was the root between my struggle to lose weight and stay healthy.   Maybe instead of making fun of fat people, maybe we can show compassion, love, and understanding.  Maybe we can inspire one another to live healthier lives.  Maybe we can share our own personal experiences to help someone else. 

To all the Mr. and Mrs. Carumba’s, whether you are a size 18 or a size 36, in the world.  You are loved.  You are beautiful.  You are worthy of living a full, meaningful and healthy life.  Whatever your reasons are for being obese or whatever the causes are for your obesity, really reflect on those things.  No one will ever say that a being obese is healthy.  You might be happy, but it’s not healthy.  I’m not suggesting going on a diet.  I’m just saying find your reason why.  If you’ve yo-yo’ed like me in the past, really try to discover the hidden reasons.  Once you find that, you might find healthy success. 

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7 a.m. wake-up (That’s wicked late for me J)

8 a.m. breakfast:  peanut butter and raisin banana boat, 1 cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk (2 tbsp all natural peanut butter and ¼ cup raisins spread on top of a sliced banana.)

Morning reflection:  I didn’t know if the peanut butter would hold me over so long.  I didn’t show the first signs of hunger until noon. 

12:30 lunch:  ¾ cold cooked rotisserie chicken, 1 cup mixed fruit (blackberries, blueberries, and grapes), 1 cup cold baby carrots, ¼ cup organic hummus.  Water to drink.

Afternoon reflection:  Great energy.  Got lots of work done around the house.  My butt and legs are sore from yesterdays Pump workout.  I’m not a fan of squats L, but at least I know they are working, right?!

4 p.m. snack:  cara cara orange (My favorite!)  I just started getting hungry. 

7:30 p.m. dinner:  homemade kale chips, garden salad with homemade balsamic vinaigrette dressing (((Joe made it and it was awesome!  The kids LOVED it too!)))

Why I chose to go gluten-free and why I want my family to be gluten-free


You might be wondering why I decided to try going gluten-free since I’m a self-professed sugar addict.  It was for a number of reasons.  First reason:  sugar and gluten are together in nearly everything.  Think about it.  Breads, cereals, cookies, cakes, crackers, sauces, salad dressings, and a million other products are loaded with sugar and, of course, gluten.  You really can’t have gluten without sugar. 
Another reason is my mother and cousin are gluten sensitive.  They had been suffering for years with different symptoms.  My cousin had been to doctors trying to get some relief from her symptoms for years.  She had bloating, swelling, headaches, skin rashes, chronic back pain, muscle pain, chronic fatigue and a few other symptoms.  No prescriptions took her symptoms away.  She suffered for years until she got her own Aha moment.  She had gone away on business to Asia for a few weeks and felt better there than she had in years.  Her symptoms went away completely and she felt relief from the chronic pain she had been suffering from for years.  When she came back to the U.S. her symptoms resurfaced within hours.  Her first meal back on U.S. soil was pasta.  Her headaches, the bloating, the pain in her back and her exhaustion were back in full force.  She quickly realized that it was because of the food.  When she was in Asia there was no gluten.  She ate rice, fish, fruits and vegetables for two straight weeks.  There were no pancakes, cereals, breads, pastas, etc…  She didn’t need a doctor to do some expensive and invasive testing that day to tell her what she already knew just by what her body felt like.  She did go for genetic testing about a year ago and she has the genetic marker for celiac disease.  It is a genetic disease and runs in families.  My mum hasn’t been tested for the genetic marker, but she had the same symptoms as her niece.  If she even gets a trace amount of gluten in her system, she becomes highly bloated and sick to her stomach.  She, too, feels immensely better when she eats a gluten-free diet. 
In the book The Gluten Connection, Shari Lieberman talks about the statistics of gluten sensitivity.  You don’t need to be medically diagnosed with Celiac Disease to be sensitive to gluten, neither do any of your relatives.  She states that as many as 29 percent of the U.S. population – almost 3 out of 10 people – are gluten sensitive.  And approximately 81 percent of Americans have a genetic disposition toward gluten sensitivity.  (Page 6 Lieberman).  So, I don’t feel the need to go for medical testing to find out if I’m gluten sensitive.  I have relatives who have proven through personal experience and through genetic testing that they are most definitely gluten intolerant (my cousin only). 
Another reason why I’ve gone gluten-free is because the wheat today is NOT the same wheat from 100 years ago.  Shari Lieberman talks about the evolution of agriculture and the roll it took in changing wheat from what it was in the “old days” to the wheat of today.  Did you know that “Food manufacturers add “vital gluten” (gluten that is specifically processed from high-gluten-containing wheat) to wheat flour to give it more binding power.” (page 9 Lieberman).   She also writes, “Gluten is used in the manufacturing of virtually all boxed, packaged, and canned processed foods to create textures that are more palatable to our taste buds.” (page 9).   And this final exert is completely disturbing to me: “Even if you were consuming the same amount of grain today as you did last year or 10 years ago, you would be ingesting more gluten.  That is because bioengineers continually work to “improve” gluten and make it a larger and more potent part of edible grain.  It is estimated that today’s wheat contains nearly 90 percent more gluten than wheat did from a century ago!” (page 9). 
I don’t know about you, but I’m all set with that crap.  Scientists and bioengineers need to stop messing with our food!!!!  We are a sicker, fatter world today than ever before.  Diabetes, high blood pressure, cancers, you name it are far worse today than ever before.  I won’t bore you with more statistics and such.  If you want to find out just how much these diseases have grown exponentially, I can refer you to some of my books and online resources that I have read.  But, it’s out of control.  I know I was heading down a dark path keeping gluten in my diet and my kids diet.  Why would we feed our kids crap that we know is being engineered to make foods more palatable?  Seriously?  I’m all set. 
I found this quick list of symptoms of gluten intolerance.  Here is the link to it.  I have responded to each of these symptoms.  Because of time and the length of this article already, I’m not reflecting on the experiences of my children and husband today.  I’ll do that another day, but rest assured they, too, are seeing improvements on so many levels, that could very well be related to eating gluten-free.  You may want to do some research into it yourself.
If you have any of the following symptoms it could be a sign that you have gluten intolerance:
1. Digestive issues such as gas, bloating, diarrhea and even constipation. I see the constipation particularly in children after eating gluten. (Tiff’s reflection:  I definitely have had issues with gas, bloating, and constipation.  My poor husband, children, friends, and co-workers have all experienced my gas.  I swear I could easily clear a room.  It’s like an H-Bomb.  Just when I thought it was safe to release a bomb in my empty classroom, a coworker will come in to ask me a question and I have to warn them to keep 10 feet away.  It’s wicked embarrassing, but was a daily occurrence before I went GF.  I have very little gas now and it’s nowhere near as eye watering and gag inducing.  As for bloating, I have NO BLOAT at all!  That muffin top I described in a previous blog is almost entirely gone.  I don’t feel like I’m wearing a corset any longer.  I’ve never had any real issues with diarrhea.  However, I definitely, suffered from constipation.  It would come and go every few days, but it was torturous at times.  Since being GF I have had regular normal bowel movements.  Aren’t you happy I’m so reflective J)
2. Keratosis Pilaris, (also known as 'chicken skin' on the back of your arms). This tends be as a result of a fatty acid deficiency and vitamin A deficiency secondary to fat-malabsorption caused by gluten damaging the gut. (Tiff’s response:  I don’t have any signs of this, but my kids do.  I’ll reflect in depth on them at a later time).
3. Fatigue, brain fog or feeling tired after eating a meal that contains gluten. (Tiff’s reflection:  ABSOLUTELY!  I don’t know if it’s a gluten issue, a sugar issue or both, but I do know that I don’t have the fatigue or brain fog like I use to.  It was a serious issue.  I use to be tired all day.  The worst was if I sat down for 5 minutes.  I’d be snoring in no time.  I also suffered from severe brain fog.  I have been known to drive to town (a 30 minute drive) to go to Target to get an essential item, but once I’d get there I’d have NO FREAKING CLUE what I came all the way into town for.  Seriously, it’s a freaking real issue.  Again, it might just be absentmindedness, but it could absolutely be food / gluten related as well.)
4. Diagnosis of an autoimmune disease such as Hashimoto's thyroiditis, Rheumatoid arthritis, Ulcerative colitis, Lupus, Psoriasis, Scleroderma or Multiple sclerosis.  (Tiff’s reflection:  no such diagnoses here)
5. Neurologic symptoms such as dizziness or feeling of being off balance. (Tiff’s reflection:  I absolutely have had major issues in the past with dizziness.  I also have major problems with motion sickness.  I haven’t noticed a difference, but I’ll pay closer attention to see if there is a difference.)
6. Hormone imbalances such as PMS, PCOS or unexplained infertility.  (Tiff’s reflection:  I had a difficult time getting pregnant with Bennett.  We tried for over a year and nothing happened.  My doctor put me on Clomid (I think that’s it) and I go pregnant on the first round.)
7. Migraine headaches. (Tiff’s reflection:  I don’t know if I really had migraine headaches, but I definitely had headaches quite a lot.  I took ibuprofen regularly because of them.   I haven’t had a headache or needed to take ibuprofen in 4 ½ weeks.)
8. Diagnosis of chronic fatigue or fibromyalgia. These diagnoses simply indicate your conventional doctor cannot pin point the cause of your fatigue or pain.  (Tiff’s reflection:  I haven’t been diagnosed with either one of these conditions, but I definitely suffered from unexplained pain throughout my body 90 percent of the time for years.  Since going GF and SF I have zero – ZERO – pain!)
9. Inflammation, swelling or pain in your joints such as fingers, knees or hips.  (Tiff’s reflection:  I definitely had inflammation and swelling in my fingers, knees and hips.  My fingers would be swollen and my rings would be difficult to put on and take off.  Now, my wedding band and other rings practically fall off my fingers.  I noticed a HUGE difference within days of going gluten-free, sugar-free.  My right knee always made this clicking noise when I walked up the stairs.  It scared the crap out of me because I thought my knee was crapping the bed.  I just tested it out and my knee clicks aren’t nearly as loud and noticeable as it was before.  It’s still there, but honestly, I could barely hear it at first.  The way it used to click before, someone else walking up the stairs could hear my knee click.  This was barely noticeable to me.  At first I thought it was totally gone, but recognized the click a few steps up.  My hips are completely pain free.  This hasn’t been the case in years.  Literally.)
10. Mood issues such as anxiety, depression, mood swings and ADD.  (Tiff’s reflection:  I have always had major anxiety issues.  I don’t seem as anxious before.  For example, when Joe would be away, I couldn’t fall asleep until I heard from him.  I’d toss and turn all night worrying if he was okay.  Now, I don’t stay awake worrying anymore.  I sleep soundly and sleep all the way through the night.  The first thoughts are some doomsday prediction like they use to be.  I seem more rational and less anxious.  As far as depression, I don’t know if I have ever really suffered from depression.  I haven’t been formally diagnosed with it in the past.  I think I was a bit depressed in the fall, but that was because my body was killing me.  And, I was disappointed in myself for gaining all that weight back, but I wouldn’t actually call this depression.  As far as mood swings, I was definitely moody.  I would be easily annoyed and irritated at the slightest things.  Unfortunately, my kids would witness this more than anyone else.  They’d argue with each other and I’d scream at them like a lunatic.  Anyone who knows me well, knows I’m the first one to admit this.  It was terrible.  I feel way more even-keeled these days.  A co-worker actually asked Molly last week how things are going since we have gone on this new life-style and Molly’s first response was, “Momma doesn’t yell at us like she used to.”  Wow!  Now, if that wasn’t self-reflective and motivating I don’t know what is.  I actually wanted to cry when she said this.  I’ve always beaten myself up about my short fuse with my kids.  Maybe if I had gone GF and SF years ago, I wouldn’t have yelled at them nearly as much.  Maybe I would have had more patience.  And, finally ADD.  I’m a self-diagnosed ADHD person.  My mother will absolutely support this 100% having raised a child with the nickname, “Cave woman.”  Honestly, that was my name growing up.  I’m definitely a lot less hyper and have been far more focused in recent weeks.  I’ve mellowed out a lot.  My kids and my students have all noticed a dramatic change in me over the past month.)

So, out of the 10 symptoms listed above, I have 8 of them and there has been a noticeable improvement in 7 of them.  As for as the dizziness and motion sickness, I haven’t paid enough attention to know if it’s improved.  Regardless, I’ll stick to being gluten-free.  There might obviously be a connection with the sugar as well, but even if my symptoms aren’t related to gluten and are only from sugar, I’ll stick to being gluten-free.  The statistics and the information about gluten are frightening, seeing my symptoms decrease 10 fold, and knowing that my cousin has the genetic marker for Celiac disease, is enough for me to stick clear away from gluten products.  

Monday, February 16, 2015

A quick look back at today's meals, workout, and general feelings


We are getting ready to play a marathon series of Ticket to Ride.  If you are a gaming family, we strongly recommend this board game.  It’s a great introduction to strategy games.  We love it!  So, this is a short message today.

Today’s workout:  45 minutes of Les Mills Pump

Sleep:  I slept great last night.  I had to get up around 2 a.m. to use the bathroom, but went right back to bed.  I was super refreshed and felt wonderful this morning. 

6 a.m. hot green tea and and an orange

8 a.m.  breakfast:  ¾ cup of egg beaters, 1 slice of provolone cheese, organic salsa, 1 cup almond milk

12 p.m. lunch:  apple, 1 cup leftover venison chili, 1 serving tortilla chips

4:30 p.m.  snack:  carrots with 1 container of guacamole

7:30 p.m.  dinner:  1 ½ cup of homemade vegetable chicken soup, tortilla chips (I didn’t weigh them, but it was probably about 2 servings), water

I felt great today.  Since going sugar-free and gluten free, I have noticed a huge decrease in my appetite.  I’m not nearly as hungry.  I feel like my blood sugar levels have completely normalized.  I’m fuller quicker.  I don’t have any muscle or join pain either and my energy level is good.  I use to be ready for bed by 8:30, but now I’m ready around 10 p.m.  This is a huge difference.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

The boy who can't wait to move out! Amen!


We had an interesting trip to the grocery store tonight.  I needed to run in to grab fresh vegetables for a veggie soup I plan on making tomorrow for lunch.  Joe and the kids enjoyed hunting for new things to put in the soup such as spaghetti squash, eggplant and this odd tropical squash called a chayote.  It looks like a wrinkled bum according to Maggie.  We headed over to the canned tomato aisle to grab some diced tomatoes for the soup base.  Joe was shocked to see that some of the brands had corn syrup in the ingredients.  He was even more surprised when we went down the salad dressing aisle.  He couldn’t believe how many of them had HFCS, corn syrup and sugar as one of the top three ingredients.  What the heck is HFCS doing in Greek salad dressing????? 

We hit the cereal aisle to get some Rice Chex.  It’s gluten free and HFCS free, but it does have a tad bit of sugar.  It’s the third ingredient on the list, but the nutrition label says there are only 2 grams of sugar in a 1 cup serving.  I still bought it because it seems so low.  I plan on doing some research on the sugar levels. 

Molly was super excited to find Quinoa granola bars.  She loves granola bars and thought these would be a perfect alternative.  We looked at the ingredient list and there were at least 25 ingredients.  Most of them we couldn’t even pronounce.  I didn’t even bother looking at the nutrition label after seeing the enormous list of frankenfood ingredients.  It was smart advertising on the company’s part because Quinoa was in huge letters across the front.  It certainly would have fooled me in the past. 

Bennett announced in the dairy aisle, loud enough for everyone to hear, that he can’t wait to grow up and move out of our house.  I told him I can’t wait either so I don’t have to pay for his healthy food anymore or pay him an allowance for doing a few meager chores.  The way I look at it, maybe this whole eating healthy, real foods and not buying frankenfoods will make my kids be even more independent and motivated so they can move out at a young age.  This is a total win-win situation!  Apparently, he is still struggling with being told no.  It’s weird because he’s always been the one to eat better than the rest of us.  But, now that there is no junk in the house (especially bread) he’s starting to rebel some.  It just so happened in the dairy section today in front of a dozen people.   It made me happy to point out that it’s a pity that we are only buying real, whole foods for our family and not all the premade crap in the freezer sections.  What a pity that my son has a mom who is working her butt off to provide foods that are good for him.  LOL

On a different note, I slept horrible last night.  I’ve been unmotivated all day.  I think my allergy attack last night and the epinephrine shot did me in.  I’m hoping tonight I can get a good night sleep.

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Food Log                 Weigh-in this morning:  218.0 

6:00 a.m.  Hot black tea

8:00 a.m. Breakfast: 1 cup grits with ½ cup blackberries and ½ cup strawberries.  water to drink

11:00 a.m.  Snack:  carrots and ¼ cut organic hummus

1:00 p.m.  Lunch:  1 cup homemade chicken salad made with leftover rotisserie chicken and ½ tbs of real mayonnaise, 1 serving veggie straws, water to drink

4:00 p.m.  Snack:  apple

7:45 p.m.  Dinner:  1 ½ cup homemade venison chili with organic salsa, canned diced tomatoes, dark kidney beans and homemade chili seasoning.  It was freaking amazing!!!  1 serving (10 chips) Food Should Taste Good Tortilla chips.  1 tbsp shredded cheddar cheese.  Drink:  2 cups unsweetened vanilla almond milk

One for all, all for one


A deep sadness came over me a few weeks ago.  I had made up my mind that I alone was a sugar / carb addict and I needed to learn to eat clean, wholesome, real food that God made for humans to eat in their natural form with the least amount of processing.  My plan wasn’t to change how my husband or children ate.  I will always be around harmful and addicting foods and I need to just learn to resist them.  I thought why should my children and husband have to “suffer” just because I couldn’t eat those foods myself?

Then, I found a wrapper.  I was cleaning the guest bathroom and I found the empty package of dark chocolate covered pretzels stuffed in the back of a draw under the hand towels.  I knew who the culprit was immediately.  I had seen other signs in the past of sneaking food.  I watched my daughter gain 40 pounds in 4 months in 2014.  There was a height increase as well, but that didn’t explain the rapid weight gain.  I was too caught up in my own weight issues that I ignored what I had been seeing with my girl.  But, I had found the wrappers in the past.  They would be hidden under her bed, in closets, under sink cabinets.  Joe would find wrappers and empty soda cans stuffed in various locations in the garage.  But, again, I ignored the real meaning of those secret squirrel piles.  At the time I’d get angry and think what the heck is wrong with my kid.  Little did I want to face the truth.  Little did I want to admit to Joe and myself that those wrappers symbolized my own hidden eating issues.  Now, those wrappers weren’t mine; they were in fact, my daughters, but they might as well have been mine.  I’m clever enough to sneak those secretive wrappers into the trashcan and put something else on top to hide the evidence.

But, then I saw that pretzel wrapper 3 weeks ago.  It broke my heart.  I shut the bathroom door and cried.  I cried for my dear sweet beautiful, talented, creative, genius of a daughter.  Here she is, me in a younger version. I don’t know how long I stayed in that bathroom weeping for my girl.  I prayed to God to give me guidance and the words to express to her how I was going to help her and how when you are sneaking or hoarding food, that that is an illness.  I needed to express to her in the most loving and gentle way that food can be like a drug.  She just finished the D.A.R.E program at school a few weeks prior, and we’ve had many frank conversations about addictions, drugs, alcohol and tobacco.  She understands what those addictions are and the addicting qualities of those substances.  I needed to tell her about sugar / carb addiction.  And, like I’ve stated before, addiction runs in families.  You are genetically predispositioned to being an addict to something if there are others in your family which suffer from addiction.  Since I knew I was a sugar / carb addict, I know her chances of being addicted are huge.  And, seeing these behaviors are a clear sign that she is mimicking my own embarrassing, horrible and disturbing behaviors.  Maybe I wasn’t as secretive as I thought L. 

I pulled myself together and came out of the bathroom.  I asked Molly to come to the guest room.  I shut the door behind her and held up the wrapper.  Her eyes weld up.  She cried and didn’t say a word.  She probably thought I was going to punish her or yell at her.  But, instead I hugged her and cried with her.  I told her that I know she sneaks food a lot.  I told her about all the wrappers we found hidden in various places around the house.  I told her that I, too, have done that.  I admitted that I had a serious problem with sneaking sweets and it was like a drug.  M&M’s and Tootsie Rolls are my drug.  They make me feel really good.  I get really happy and am in a good mood after I eat them.  But, then a few hours later I get tired and little bit sad and maybe a little bored.  And, because I feel this way and want to feel happy again, I eat more Tootsie Rolls or more M&M’s or more____________(fill in the blank).  It’s just like drugs, alcohol and tobacco.  She got it.  At least I think she got it to the best of her adolescent mind ability.  So, I told her she, her siblings and her dad were all going to start eating clean just like me.  I wasn’t going to have any more of those foods in the house.  I was going to teach them all how to read food labels.  We were all going to eat healthy, wholesome, real food that nourished our bodies and our minds. 

She has been doing great.  She LOVES to cook, always has.  She’s been busy researching and preparing healthy, gluten free, sugar free, dairy free meals.  For my birthday a few weeks ago she made a black raspberry, peach topped gluten-free, sugar-free, dairy-free lemon curd tart for my cake.  She also made GF, SF, DF crepes filled with strawberries for breakfast that day.  This girl shocks me every single day.  She’s a spectacular kid (I know I’m bias), but how many kids actually go out of their way to prepare such a meal for their mom?  I know I never did such a thing for mine when I was her age.  (Sorry, Mom)

It’s been three weeks since our house went GF, SF, DF.  There’s been some resistance, but all in all it’s going well.  Realizing that my own daughter was becoming exactly like me was a huge catalyst, but it wasn’t the only one.  My other daughter also has some health issues that are food related, as does my husband.  The only one who doesn’t appear to have any health related issues to food at this point in his life is my son.  But, he is a bit of a hypochondriac.  He is terrified of getting cancer and diabetes.   For the past two years or so, he’s been the one to eat the healthiest of us all.  However, will that being said, I had gestational diabetes when I was pregnant with all three kids.  Fortunately I was able to control it through diet and it went away after I gave birth.  But, the risk of me developing type 2 and for them developing type 2 down the road is high.   We also have diabetes, high blood pressure, and cancers that run in our families.   So, he, too, needs to eat healthy and stay clear away from sugars and carbs.  He’s on board with this campaign for a healthier and happier life as well. 

Now, with that being said, I can’t monitor what every one is eating every single minute of the day.  I can provide real, whole, GF, SF, DF, low sodium food our home.  I can teach them how to read food labels, and what to order when they go out to eat.  I can remind them what the healthy alternatives are when they go to a friend’s house or a birthday party or a traveling for work.  But, ultimately their food decisions, when they aren’t in my home, are their own choices.  I can only pray that what I’m teaching them sticks with them and that they can resist the peer pressures and temptations of those foods they know are poison to their bodies and mind.  I pray every day that they will make good choices for their bodies and minds.  But, it is them alone that can only make those decisions themselves. 

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I weighed myself this morning and the scale read 218.0.  I’m officially down 10.7 lbs in 31 days.  I’ll post my meal plan for the day tonight. 

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Another food allergy mystery?


Hidden ingredients can be painful.  Literally.  Joe and I took the kids to a local Mexican restaurant for a late lunch.  I asked the waitress if there was any flour or sugars in the things we were ordering.  She assured me there wasn’t.  We ordered the corn tortilla chips with house made guacamole for an appetizer.  The kids and Joe got various meat tacos with corn shells.  I ordered the steak with home made refried beans.  I didn’t touch the rice.  After eating the chips and guacamole I started to feel a slight tinge in my chest.  Nothing that bad, but it was there.  We finished our meals and headed to Petco to make a return.  When I got in the car, the pain was a lot more noticeable.  I told Joe I think I’m having a food allergy reaction.  I’m allergic to eggs and carry an epipen.  My body doesn’t digest egg yolks.  I can eat Egg Beaters, but a regular egg sends me to the hospital with massive chest pain.  The pain is a 10 on the pain scale.  It literally feels like a 200 lb person is standing on my chest and stabbing me through the chest with a giant serrated knife.  I haven’t had a reaction in quite a few years.  I’m usually really careful about it and avoid things that I know have whole egg like fried rice, etc….

I’m driving to Petco, which is only 2 minutes away from the restaurant and the pain was getting a lot worse.  I went into Petco to use the bathroom as Molly did her return.  The pain only grew exponentially and I knew right then and there that this was the egg allergy rearing it’s ugly head.  I couldn’t imagine what the heck had egg in it.  By the time I got back to the car, I knew I needed help asap.  Luckily there was a walk-in clinic in the same plaza.  I’m terrified of giving myself a shot.  We got to the clinic and they got me to a room immediately.  I gave them my epipen and the nurse tried injecting me 3 times!  The thing didn’t work!!!!  They gave me a shot in the arm instead.  Within minutes my chest pain started to subside.  Within an hour we were on our way home. 

But, here’s the scary thing.  The clinic called the restaurant to ask them about all the ingredients in my food and there was no egg in anything!  What the freak?!  I can’t explain it.  It’s the only known food allergy I have.  They gave me the number to the local allergist.  I’ll be calling him Tuesday to get in for new testing.  The doctor at the clinic said you can develop a food allergy at any point.  The one common ingredient was onions and they were in the guacamole, the beans and the steak. 

The other scary thing is the epipen didn’t work because the nurse didn’t take the safety out!  What the heck???????  Next time, I’ll just stab myself.  You’d think a trained nurse would know to take the safety off!  Seriously!

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No workout this morning.  It’s my rest day J

8 a.m. breakfast:  1 cara cara orange, 4 oz. steak, 2 egg beaters cooked with a tab of butter, organic sugar free salsa. 1 cup unsweetened almond milk

12 p.m. snack:  apple
1:15 p.m. snack:  banana

****We took the kids to see the Sponge Bob movie.  Worst MOVIE ever!  I wanted to walk out half way through it.  None of us got anything to eat.  It was rather torturous to smell all that buttery movie popcorn.  Joe was about to gnaw on his hand.  Movie popcorn is definitely off limits for all of us because of 1.) the fat content, and 2.) the corn itself.  3.) money (we were going out to lunch and I budget every penny and spending additional money on food wasn’t in the budget. especially for overpriced popcorn.)
  
3:30 p.m.  Lunch:  Mexican restaurant:  corn tortilla chips, guacamole, ½ cup refried beans, ½ of a flank steak.  I gave the other half to Joe because I was full.  Water to drink

Not hungry tonight.  The epinephrine killed my appetite and I’m absolutely exhausted.