I don’t feel so good.
I’m sick as a tick under the weather.
Low-grade nausea, aches, pains, headache, fatigue, brain fizzle, and NO energy. Walking to the couch feels like running a marathon. I have to sit down in the shower. This isn’t the first time.
I run my body down and it catches up with me. Last time I felt like this I was probably dehydrated.
The hardest part about feeling this way is I lose my appetite. Losing my appetite does crazy things to me. It has a habit of never coming back. It’s like I have a physical allergy to any reduction in my diet.
Most people recommend the BRAT (or BRATTY) diet.
But those are complicated “more-than” foods for me (well, except the tea.) Frankly, I don’t have the energy for that kind of mental mambo.
It sucks to be sick when you deal with disordered eating. “Nobody (not even MY body) is gonna tell me what to eat.” It’s like adding insult to injury.
So even though my brother bought in some couscous today and it sounds so blandly appetizing for my belly….
I have to pass. I don’t eat couscous. Couscous is pasta. I don’t eat pasta. I don’t eat flour. Sigh.
Instead I have my “in-a-pinch” miso.
Which is “just a pinch” shy on calories.
And my “not-so-smooth” smoothies.
Which I will drink in the sun until the
cows vegetables come home.
Or I go cross-eyed.
I got my radar on. I’m more prepared to deal with appetite loss this time around. Last night I ate THE mother load of rice cakes. In bed. (Crumble them up, spray them with olive oil and add nooch…it’s lazy-girl popcorn!)
- What are your experiences with losing you appetite due ti illness if you have a background with disordered eating?
- If you have never experienced ED and have lost weight during an illness, has it inspired you to diet or keep losing? What happened next?