Remember my elimination diet? Remember how I was all about better eating for better health?
That went well. Did you detect the sarcasm?
Turns out, as a wise elementary schoolmate pointed out, a Saskatchewan girl giving up wheat is like an Albertan giving up driving an SUV and a British Colombian giving up pot. And yes, this very comment on FB made me laugh. Out loud. The acrid aroma will get you every time you stroll the streets of downtown Vancouver. It's so punny 'cause it's true.
Anyway, back to me. Everyone together now, 1, 2, 3 all about me. Me and wheat. Together we are better. Wheat completes me. You had me at flour.
Okay, okay enough with the bad movie lines. The point is, when I last wrote about this I was craving some bread fierce. That craving got stronger and I got weaker, more tired and even more grumpy.
I contacted the naturopath. The one I like to call Shirley. Her name is as opposite to Shirley as you can get but you know, calling her Shirley makes me giggle (see above 1,2, 3 it's all about me). She told me that restricting my diet to that extent could cause my adrenals or my thyroid, I forget which, to under perform.
Genius. I went to prevent such an occurrence and here we are doing things to ENCOURAGE it?
Also, funny how the issues I told her about are the ones that came out of the "assessment and diagnosis"?
Hmmm. A bit like going to the psychic sporting your wedding rings and she tells you that you are married.
So here's the thing. I went in with an open mind and the velcro hooked up to the blinking lights pretty much shot that out of the water.
What did I learn?
I am lactose intolerant and minimizing my sugar intake is a good thing.
I spent $250 to gain information I already knew.
(insert profanity here)
The good news? Because there is always silver lining. I think. Most of the time. Is that now that I am not restricting my diet, I feel great. Flip flapping fantastic.
It's all relative. And, apparently, expensive for idiots. Live and learn.