On Tuesday I was operating on five hours sleep, and on Wednesday seven. I felt sleep deprived both days. Yesterday (Thursday) I finally got a good night's worth of sleep having gotten into bed around 6:30pm.
Yesterday was also my dentist appointment, and I'm very glad that I got a good night's sleep as I'm sure it helped me to cope with the procedure.
I had a tooth that has developed hot and cold sensitivity and my dentist recommended a crown. Yesterday was the first visit; the one where they ruin a perfectly nice tooth, drilling away 1 to 2 millimeters around the perimeter until they make it into a stub. Then they glue a fake tooth onto the stub. It just made me feel sick inside.
Okay, the most important thing about my appointment is I was able to go and not feel like I was going to have a nervous breakdown like the visit I had before I started GAPS. It's interesting, I could feel the stress yesterday, but it was nothing like it was in the past. I didn't cry, I didn't feel like a trapped animal.
I have to go back in two weeks to get the temporary replaced with the crown.
After I got home from the dentist appointment my face was still numb so I mashed an avocado and that's all I had for dinner. I was in bed before 6pm and I managed to stay in bed until 5:30am. My back was protesting from about 3am, but I kept moving and stretching, trying to get it to allow me to stay in bed longer (nine hours is my new limit).
I was tired again around 10:30am this morning, so crawled into bed for a three hour nap. I know even though I was not super stressed out, it was still taxing for my body to undergo the dental procedure, not to mention my body now has to process the pain killer which was injected into my mouth.
Yesterday morning I decided to cut open a cantaloupe which my husband found on the road a few days ago. I know – I'm not having fruit this month, but it smelled so delicious, and cantaloupe is one of my favorite things. In fact, it reminds me of my Grandma. It seemed like no matter what time of the year, she always had a ripe cantaloupe that she would slice open and give to us when we came over to visit. Cantaloupe, and the black olives that we loved to stick on our fingers.
Anyway, I ate a slice and it was so delicious I decided to bring the remainder of the half with me to work. I ended up eating all the slices on the way to work, juice dripping down my arm to my elbow.
I noticed how differently I reacted to the cantaloupe. I had the one slice and then the cravings kicked in. “Mmmm, that was good. I want another slice. Yummy.”
Now when I eat something like avocado or steak, it's different. It's “Mmmm, that was good. Filling and satisfying.” And that's that. No desire for more.
A few days ago – maybe Monday, I decided to try milk kefir again. I had one-quarter cup. I know that's a lot to start out with! I had no issues that I could determine. So today, I decided to drink 1/2 cup. I am going to try to remember to take 1/2 cup daily. I am just drinking it straight. Whoo! It's sour! I don't like sour too much. But in the past it has made me gag, now I seem to be able to tolerate the taste okay.
In just a few days I'll get to step on the scale and see if I've lost any more weight. I've planned to start using my Total Gym in July. It's in my room, ready for me to start using it, and I also found a copy to download of the exercise manual.
And now it's time for me to go to bed again.
Are you doing GAPS? How is it going for you?