Veggie Veins

So I've said "screw you" to food, because my lack of enthusiasm for the foods that I am allowed to eat makes eating a chore. I'd rather do laundry and dishes all day than force myself to eat things that don't make me feel good, so I figure I might as well just fast. It's only 2 and a half days anyway, I can totally survive that. I've decided to go liquid, but by no means reduce my actual intake of energy. Well, the evening before and the morning of the procedure I can't have anything but water, so I might as well pack in the calories while I can.

I've been guzzling carrot juice, fresh and fermented, tomato-veggie juice, oat milk, teas, lemon water, cranberry juice, a super awesome juice from Saltå Kvarn called "Frukt Kick" that includes mango, carrot, apple, and some other super yummy fruits, and of course a ton of water. I've been peeing like a maniac. Today at work, the mom of the kids I watched made me a delicious green smoothie, with kale, avocado and blueberries, and nothing else. It was a bit sad though, because she'd bought me a raw-food brownie from a local health food shop as a treat (her kids also got them) and then I couldn't eat it, but I had to watch the kids nibble on date-sweetened, cocoa-dusted squares of goodness... I took a raincheck on it, and gulped down that smoothie.

My "dinner" was a cup of vegetable broth and a glass of warm oat milk with cinnamon, as a substitute for something starchy and carbs-y to go with a "soup." Since I'm constantly packing myself with fluids, I actually don't feel that hungry, but rather light and much happier than I was yesterday. I feel like I have more energy and am more flexible in my thoughts and actions. Even taking care of the kids wasn't hard at all. I think my liver has much less work to do, not having to worry about processing all the foods and storing the energy as glycogen that I haven't had this post-mealtime crash at all. I wonder though, how I'll sleep tonight. Either I'll wake up hungry or wake up a million times to go pee. Probably both.

I am really happy that I'm in a place where I can not-eat for good reasons, and that it actually hurts to part from food. A few years ago, this would have been a normal thing. I think I've taken in more calories today from all my liquids than I did in a given 72-hour period when I was in 12th grade...maybe. It was a rough time back then. Then my daily diet consisted of: coffee, lots of it; 2 eggs, scrambled; an apple; an orange; and on a "binge-y day" I'd eat roughly an 1/8th of a cup of oats from the bottom of a granola package, getting as little sugar as possible. Oh and peanut butter, straight from the jar. I wasn't too healthy that year.... nope. Good thing I made it through that awful patch, it really was a terrible time of my life. Now I'm all round and loving food again!

I'm already dreaming about the delicious feast of vegetables that I'm going to pile high on my plate this coming wednesday afternoon. Ooooh, salad and steamed greens and brown rice and nuts and tahini and shredded carrots and maybe some salmon and now my mouth is starting to water.... literally! Nom Nom Nom. Om Om Om. And FRUIT, soon I can eat fruit again!

Please take a moment to enjoy this vegetable food porn below... This is my life... And those dumb-ass doctors think I have IBD or Crohn's diseases. Hmmm. Pssshh. Hmmpf!