Poke the bear..
It’s 2 a.m. Tuesday morning and I’m writing this post, why, you ask?…. because I’m wide awake and feeling really bad, nauseous and like I’m about to have a very loose bm…
Of late I’ve definitely been feeling good, very good in fact, a little over confident maybe… not so much that I’ve strayed or diversified with foods as such but my mind has wondered and contemplated banned foods like pizza and ice cream… I haven’t had any but I definitely thought about it.
Those thoughts aren’t the reason for my current situation but thinking about them is bad and I haven’t felt as I do now for a long time…and just reminds me of the differences between the progress I’ve been making and how I don’t want to be. My carer comes for 30 mins around 5.30 each day, I had a protein shake made with almond milk, shortly after my carer had left I started to have a terrible gut ache which I can only think was caused by the almond milk, it didn’t taste strange but I’m sure that was it as I also had a cup of hot cocoa made with it.
I really struggled all night, it’s now Wednesday morning, there’s been a multitude of problems but hopefully they’re all sorted now thanks to activated charcoal, Himalayan Crystal salt and a 15 minute visit from my carer..
Again I try to look for the positives in this disease ridden life…. I’m still alive, no major pains and I’ve come through what could easily have been a serious problem but isn’t.
A phrase used a lot in the States, do what needs to be done but don’t..don’t poke the bear…