Whaddya mean I can’t eat cheese?????
I had my first post-Groupon appointment with Intuitive Health Lady today. It went great. She is an extremely caring person, and is also no nonsense when it comes to health, so I feel like I’m in good hands. Hubs and I are leaving for a trip to NYC and Boston in about a week, and she told me that we should not start my nutrition plan until I return. She wants to make sure I stick to the plan when I do it, and being around the sights and smells of NYC is not a way that I want to kick off a restrictive diet plan.
In the meantime, she is encouraging me to give up dairy prior to going full on into the diet. She said that dairy is one of the most cyst-causing elements we could put in our bodies…and unfortunately, I abso- freakin-lutely LOVE dairy. Cheese. Milk. Yogurt. Cream. Pudding. More cheese. Did I mention cheese? Ice cold glasses of chocolate milk….I eat dairy more than any other food group, hands down.
I’m starting life sans dairy tomorrow. It makes me sad to give it up, but I have to remember that this is not necessarily permanent. It’s an “experiment” I’m conducting for a couple of months. I have to try and find ways to make the thought of losing my precious cheese easier. Warning: I may be bitching a lot on the blog about pizza cravings.
In the meantime, I have bought a big tub of tapioca pudding for desert tonight. I will probably have cookies and milk as well. I feel like I’m a junkie about to enter some sort of rehab program…I just need to get one last fix, man.