Back from a little siesta

I haven't blogged in a while because I was in a fun, magical place called the hospital. I had some sort of colitis attack that left me in an indescribable amount of pain and other stuff that you just don't want to know about. I was there for 5 days, lost 10lbs, and got sent home with antibiotics.

One of the things that I said I'd do this April is focus on food. And a colitis attack will make you do just that. I was fed a steady diet of broth, weak tea, orange jello (not the good kind), lemon icees and water.  Now that I am back home I have to figure out what I can eat that won't upset the stomach, and what will make me ultimately feel better.

I had a discussion with a friend a few weeks ago about my depression being a little bit out of control and how I was looking at food as a source of comfort, and that upset me. I lost 50lbs because I learned to see food as nutrition and sustenance and removed the deep emotional connection to it. Now coming out of the hospital, food doesn't really have an appeal at all - as a measure of comfort or sustenance.

I'll eat because I know I have to eat, but it's really bringing me back to the basics.  Whole foods, nutrient dense foods, and foods that will energize me.

Thanks to colitis, I have no desire to eat any sort of processed foods right now.

I guess you get what you ask for. I wanted a way to stop seeing food as comfort and the universe abided. Lesson learned, no need to repeat, thank you very much.