Crohn’s Diet: Update 2

You probably don’t need reminding by now, that I’m on a mission to lose some weight. I’m not living in a deluded land. I know I’ll never be a size 6. I don’t want to be. I had the most wonderful day yesterday. 4 generations of females, my nan, my mum, my sister and my niece. I still managed to stay in my target eating zone, and not only that, my sister, Alice told me you can see that I’ve lost weight. (I still can’t, but it’s better than nothing!)

It’s getting easier. My wife isn’t here to make sure I’m only eating the ‘right’ amount, but I haven’t cheated. I know I have a long way to go but if I cheat, I’d only be cheating myself. The good thing about this type of diet. (The perfectly-tailored-just-for-Zoe-who-has-many-eating-issues diet) is I can eat whatever I want. Literally. Ice-cream, cheese, pasta, chocolate, crisps. WHATEVER I WANT. I just have to cut down on my portions. Sometime it’ easier than others. I love risotto. I’ve not eaten it yet. I think that would be my mot difficult meal to cut down. I’ve never experienced food heaven quite like my own; Recipe here – https://tenaciousz.wordpress.com/2014/01/26/26-01-14/

I cooked a sachet of flavoured rice yesterday. I could easily have eaten the lot with my piece of [overcooked] salmon. But I didn’t. I ate half and gave half to our very lucky Labrador, Charlie. He thought it was delicious. I know because he told me. It is getting easier. It’s also getting easier to not eat for the sake of it. I don’t know how I’ll cope Wednesday when I do the shopping. I guess I’ll have to take it how it comes. But if you can take anything from this, please take this. No matter how big you are, or what your circumstance are regarding food, if you’re not happy, there is ALWAYS a chance for you to lose weight and change your life. Asking for an appointment with a dietitian was one of the best decisions of my life. I needed professional help. But that’s ok. 

 

 

Over and out ❤

 

As always, I do not own the above photo!

Crohn’s diet: Update 1

So I’ll remind you that 5 days ago, I saw my new dietitian. Marc. And he’s amazing. He said because I’m ‘A tough cookie’ and I have dietary restrictions (Crohn’s, distaste and weird phobias) that I should work on reducing my portion sizes and for the foreseeable I should eat off a saucer. I have successfully been doing this. I’ve also been keeping a food log. So far, my days have been one good, one bad, one good, one bad. I’m also allowed cheese on alternate days. (Apparently I eat masses of cheese without knowing I’m doing it, but actually when I think about it, we use over half a kilo per fortnight. That’s normal, right?) 

Well, I’ll have you know, in 4 days I’ve lost…. almost a stone and a half. For my Metric friends else where, that’s 9.5kg! Can I get a ‘Hell YEAH’? But can I see where it’s gone? Of course not. I don’t look or feel any different. Well, not in my eyes anyway. And my clothes aren’t any looser. 

So as difficult as it is to look at a saucer/side plate and know that’s all I’m allowed to eat, it’s getting easier. I’m trying to slow down when I eat, so my body registers it’s full while I’m eating. (I don’t chew food very much. Rice and mash, not at all. Meat maybe 5 times…. phobic of the feel of mushy food in my mouth.) 

I’ve got to keep going because I don’t want my body to hurt anymore than it already does. Maybe it’ll relieve some of the aching of my joints, maybe not, but either way, I won’t hate looking in  the mirror so much. 

 

 

 

I do not own the above picture. Over and out ❤