Showing posts with label food triggers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food triggers. Show all posts

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Cymbalta 2

It's been well over a month since I started taking cymbalta. It made me very drowsy for the first two to three weeks. It did, however, take away my constant pain. I only experience break through pain now. It's worse when I don't follow my diet.
I've been craving potatoes lately. I only have cravings when my body is deficient in one thing or another. I have not been taking my magnesium or B12 supplements and as it turns out, potatoes are a very good source of both. This explains why I was relaxed and able to rest properly after chowing down on some (two large) fries. I had already tried to have dinner with nothing but an increased upset stomach and the inability to rest to show for it. So, I'll resume taking magnesium citrate and B12 methylcobalamin.

Monday, January 18, 2016

Foods

So...I stuck to my new anti inflammatory diet for 4 weeks. I did cheat a few times. It wasn't anything drastic, a tiny piece of cake here or a bite of baklava there. The fifth week I fell off of the wagon and sat in the middle of the road for a couple of days eating foods made with flour, sugar, and a bit of dairy.
It was Nativity! I wanted those perogies! I'd been sooo good, I could treat myself...right? No. No you may not treat yourself, my body said. After two days my symptoms came back. Hot eyeballs, fever, pain all over. Oh, and my skin freaked out too. I had the large cystic acne spots on my chin. They were huge and painful. I've been treating them with a benzoyl peroxide cream and it's helped a lot. The swelling and pain are gone, but two weeks later I still have the remnants of these cysts on my chin.
I am back on track but my right hand still hurts. I've learned my lesson. My naturopath has taken me off of all gluten containing foods. I remember that I always got heartburn after eating oatmeal and I would have a mild bout of asthma after eating bread or pasta. I didn't know at the time, that this was a sign of inflammation. Little signs build up over time until they form a massive wall, which you then run right into. It knocks you down, and as you sit there gazing up at this monstrosity you can see all of the little signs it's made out of. I'm at the point in my journey where I am pulling the wall apart, one sign at a time. Glory to God one day I will be able to get through my wall.