One of things that I've discovered I can eat again is ice cream. We had a pack of Sprite left over from Christmas, and I discovered that my tummy likes that too. It looks like my bad reaction to carbs and dairy is getting fixed with AF time. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, but I just cannot get any fatter than I already am! I had to buy new jeans this week because I can't stand to wear my old ones unless the fly is unbuttoned, which is pretty trashy looking. I'm a small person, so even a little weight looks like a whole lot on me. When I was at DMV, the lady behind the counter said, "We need to update this information. Your license says you weigh 110 pounds." I was so embarrassed. I told her to add 50 pounds, even though it's much more than that. :upset:
Maybe I'll check out Paleo. I only know it from a distance and the thread on Holistics.
But still AF. I'm chiding myself that I'm whining over being able to enjoy food again. Oh, the curses of sobriety. :H
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