I. Failed.
Yep. I said it. I failed my detox. Don't get me wrong. I really did give it a try! Let me walk you through what happened this weekend.
Day one. Friday. I woke up totally ready to get started. The night before, I had made the mistake of going to bed really hungry. So in turn, I woke up famished. But I was okay with that. I drank my green tea and chatted with my mom while she ate her own breakfast. I got out all my fruits and veggies for the breakfast smoothie, and went about making it. It was really pretty. Both before and after I blended it.
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It didn't taste that bad either, which is always a plus. I drank it, was pretty happy for about a half an hour. Then...I got super hungry. Which wasn't good because, obviously, it wasn't a meal time. So I ignored my hunger and moved on with my day until lunch. This time, the smoothie had an even more vibrant color and smelled amazing.
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Not bad, eh? I liked it a lot. I just couldn't finish it. I put the left overs in the fridge, and was content for...you guessed it! 30 minutes. I was hungry, but definitely NOT in the mood for more smoothies. I wanted to chew something. I don't want my food coming through a straw. That's a little weird to me. So, once again, I ignored my hunger and moved on with my day. I started getting ready for work, since I would be working during dinner time, I made my dinner smoothie and tried to be positive. (Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of my dinner smoothie. It was a darker green than the lunch one, with specs of blue from the blueberries. It was really huge, too.)
I work in a health food store/cafe, and I was serving dinner on Friday night. The food there is always amazing, and always smells so good. I wasn't going to complain, though, as I quietly slurped on my dinner smoothie while I sat with two of my friends (who thought I was crazy). Even after I ate that smoothie, I was still SO HUNGRY. I think at this point, a lot of my hunger had something to do with my cravings that weren't being satisfied. I mostly wanted carbs. Crackers. Toast. Just...Carbs. I finished my shift, and drove home. As I walked through the door, I swayed and almost passed out. I was THAT hungry.
That was my wake-up call, I think. It was then that I realized that I. Was. Done. I felt as if I was risking my health more than helping it.
A lot of things happened that night after I got home, that I'm not exactly sure where to start. It's kind of a blur. I remember my family asking me how my day was, me saying that I was starving. I remember that my eyes started burning, and I got up to get a tissue, and I couldn't quite reach the tissue box that was right in front of me. I thought this was hilarious and I fell on the floor laughing. I think my family thought I had gone crazy. I don't know what caused this, exactly, but I suspect it was from the detox. I'm not usually like that. I don't just lose control and just start laughing. And the hysteria was gone just as quickly as it had come. (It came back a little while later, while I was trying to tell a story, and it took me a long time to get through the telling.) I told everyone how hungry I was, and they talked me into eating some Nut Thin crackers. I didn't want to eat any, because then I'd be admitting defeat. But I knew I needed to. So I did. And it was worth it.
Day two. Saturday. I had to go to work early in the morning, and I worked late the night before, so I didn't get a ton of sleep. I was way to tired to wake up early enough to make a smoothie. I mean...It's an involved process. So instead, I had leftover pancakes. Yikes. Epic fail. On the up side, there was no sugar in them. They were made with honey. So at least that was good... For the rest of the day, I just ate like normal. I had quiona chili for lunch (I skipped the bread, thank you very much), and vegetable lasagna for dinner. I noticed no change in my skin that day, so I was getting a little bit worried. I knew that it would have been my own fault if my eczema didn't clear up. I wasn't afraid to take the blame. But I was a little discouraged.
Day three. Sunday. I woke up for church, and again had leftover pancakes. There were a lot leftover. But that was totally okay, because they were delicious. We had a pitch-in lunch at church, and because of my food allergies, there wasn't a whole lot I could eat. Even my mom put corn in her dish. :) I had my Aunt's salad, and some lemon-blueberry cake that I had made. Needless to say, I went home very hungry. (Rabbit hole: Wow. I was hungry a lot this weekend...It feels weird to talk about it like this...I feel a little selfish. That's all.) When I got home, I made some tuna with soy-free Vegenaise and ate it with Nut Thins. And then I had to go to work... Again. I spent a lot of time there this weekend. But this time, I wasn't working. I was just going in for mandatory employee training. I'm sure you wanted to know that. You're welcome. ;) For dinner I had a veggie burger (made out of mushrooms) with avocado and tomatoes. And that, ladies and gents, was the end of my "detox" weekend.
However, what I didn't tell you was that I woke up on Sunday with no itchiness in my hands, fingers, or wrists. The redness was starting to fade, and there were no nasty bumps. Now, on Monday, April 22, 2013, all I have left of my eczema is some cracked skin that is healing a little more with each application of aloe and lotion. I no longer feel like I'm going to scratch my hands off my arms. (Too much? Sorry.)
I learned a lot from this experience. I learned that detoxing is no joke. I learned that detoxing is not for the faint of heart. I learned that one day of detoxing helped in extreme ways, and I can only imagine what it would have done with three days. I also learned that I really like food. So even though I failed in my three day detox, I still got the results I wanted from just one day. I'd say that's pretty good.
I'm thankful for the results I got, but unless I'm in dire need, I don't think I'll ever do this again. ;)
Thank you all for your love and support through this weekend. It really meant a lot to me. Even though I didn't do very well, I was glad to know that people cared. Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go eat some leftover raspberries that were never tossed into the blender. ;)
-Moriah
Ps. How did Daniel do it? (Daniel 1:8-16)
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