In eleventh grade I decided it was time to make a change, it was time to go on a strict diet. Now don't get me wrong I've been on and off diets since I was 10. Although I was never obese I was always up and down with my weight and usually I was on the up side. One of my sister once explained to my other siblings “she's not fat, she is just pleasantly plump.” As a child I recall running away from the table because a sibling would call me fat repeatedly and my other siblings would laugh. As a teenager my other sister kindly pointed out that the only reason I wore a C bra was because I was fat, not blessed. In high school I remember after a field trip the school would post pictures on the board, I would scan the pictures and when I saw a girl that resembled me I was in shock. I kept checking the face to see if it was actually me. I was indeed what I always denied, I was fat.
I decided to go on Atkins because my oldest brother lost a ton of weight on it. It was hard at first but I cheated with Ice Cream. I lost 20 pounds and for my figure that's a lot. I was finally getting compliments and I looked good in clothes. The only problem that still occurred was getting bloated after every meal and snack. A year later I went abroad for school. The prices of food were higher especially for protein and so Atkins didn't have a space in my budget. So I resorted to tuna and whole wheat crackers but I was starting to gain weight from basically anything I ate. A few months later I gained back all the weight I worked hard to lose plus almost an extra ten pounds. I felt huge and although guys still showed interest and called me beautiful I felt ugly and disappointed. After returning home I was back on and off diets. A few years later I started going to the gym and counting calories. I lost the 30 pounds and felt great. I noticed however that no matter what diet I was doing I would always get bloated and I still had digestion issues and gas. I remember one summer living off laxatives.
I lost the weight and I was happy until it started coming back after I got married. This time I was devastated. I tried eating healthier with my husband and we would have a serving or less of chicken or meat with steamed veggies and we limited carbs, but I was gaining even more weight. I got back to my high school weight and was on the verge of going crazy. I was hardly able to go to the bathroom and was paying a lot of money for strong pro-biotics, I was always uncomfortable feeling like my entire stomach was full of gas, and I was extremely bloated. At first I blamed it all on the birth control but I knew people who were losing weight while on the exact one I was on so I decided to try something new.
A co-worker told me she was seeing a Korean Dr who practiced the 8 constitutions medicine (not sure exactly what it is called) and said she felt great. I took his number and made an appointment. You might be wondering what exactly is the 8 constitutions and so I'll explain it the way I understand it, which might be a little off. Basically there are 8 different types of people/bodies. So what might be good for me might be harmful to your body. Some people can't tolerate milk or wheat for example, but this goes even deeper. My co-worker told me for instance that he told her she is supposed to eat more meat and etc. I finally went with hopes he would tell me that I should be eating a lot of pasta and carbs, I had no such luck. After going from one wrist to the next for a few minutes to feel my pulse he told me the 'bad' news. He explained to me that I have a very restrictive constitution called Colonotonia. As he spoke my eyes watered and I was so disappointed. He told me the list of foods I was not allowed to eat and I felt completely lost. Everything he said was everything I did and enjoyed eating. He then said to try it for two weeks and see how I feel and if for some reason I feel worse to let him know right away, after all he said “I am not the son of God”.
I decided to try the 'diet' and it involved grocery shopping and a lot of research. My entire fridge and all my cabinets were mainly full of my harmful regimen. I won't lie and say I didn't cheat at all but sometimes when I did I could actually feel my stomach twisting. It has now been three weeks almost and a lot has changed. I don't view my sitution as doomed anymore, I also enjoy the food I can eat and I am making weird recipes. The biggest changes however are that I have gone to the bathroom every day atleast once without taking even a probiotic, I don't bloat anymore, and I have bsically no gas. The only times I do have some gas or bloat is if I cheat and eat something that I am supposed to avoid or no allowed to have. I also have dropped 4 pounds while basically eatting a lot of food and not starving myself. I saw a difference in my drop of bloat almost right away and so did my husband and co- workers. Although it is going to be a journey it is one I am semi excited to make, I no longer feel sick or heavy after meals and I feel like I am finally giving my body what it actually needs and wants.