...love that song. Never thought I'd get into that Future of the Left album, but hey, I'm happy to be surprised. Except that I haven't been letting any manatees down, thankfully. Just myself, by forgetting that I'm not eating the right things, because I'm so bored with the lack of variety in what I've been eating...
Which, in my defense, isn't entirely my fault. Certain things that used to be staples in my diet (Chinese greens, tofu, celery, pumpkin) are either completely unobtainable, terribly expensive, or of the sort of quality that I'm not going to buy. Which means that I've been upping my consumption of other things, most of which are still very healthy, and fruit/veg related.
The problem is, of course, that I'm intolerant to something (not entirely convinced it's salicylates, but I think it could just be the nightshade family or perhaps histamines?)... which means that today, AGAIN, I woke up with a swollen face. Mostly just an upper lip this time, which is more than enough to stop me from leaving the house. Not going to uni looking like I got into a punch-up, thanks. Plus I don't have much energy, but I still feel better than the last time that this happened...
Friday. Goddammit, I let this happen twice in the space of a week. I should have learned from the tiredness and the headache that my body wasn't ready to eat anything too challenging... but, of course, I was ravenous when I got home from uni yesterday, because I didn't feel like eating during the break. As if that's not enough of a sign! I always want to eat! But for some reason, I ignored it, and ate the leftover tomato and eggplant in the fridge.
Ok, I admit that I can't deal with throwing away food, and it did have to be eaten. But really, what was I thinking? I guess on Friday I wasn't sure what caused the reaction, whereas today, having eaten yesterday the remains of the same thing that I ate on Thursday evening, I'm pretty damn convinced. Kind of heartbroken, because I love cooked tomatoes, and I love eggplant. Pretty annoyed at myself. Also confused, because I've been reading so much conflicting info about food intolerances. Either way, I know that I've suspected both of those vegetables in the past, and they're both members of the same group of food, so as such, they're both banned for now. I didn't even eat very much...
Ok, whining over. I guess I'm still not convinced that I'm salicylate intolerant, because I can eat things in the "high" category with no apparent reaction. There was that summer where I stupidly planted three zucchini plants (which is what happens when I'm let loose in Bunnings) and ate more zucchini than I could bear. I wasn't even enjoying it by the end, there. But I don't recall it making me sick.
But I know it's a cumulative effect, and that salicylates stay in your system for a while, and suddenly something triggers a reaction. I'll just keep my mind open to the possibility that it's possibly something else. The nightshade thing is quite likely, though that brings potatoes into the equation, and I can't recall ever having any troubles with them. Granted, I don't eat them often enough to really find out. Either way, I'm going to go back to reading Michael Pollan, and go on a safe-diet for a few weeks. Fingers crossed, because I'm going to go nuts if I wake up with another reaction anytime soon.
This is probably deadly boring to read, but hey, it's my blog, so bad luck! ;)
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