Just one week ago I heard the acronym FODMAP for the first time.
I had been sailing along happily, then BINGO — Warning, we are headed into “too much information“ territory: 5:30AM, my head is splitting, I cannot lift it from my pillow, an hour passes and I have got to move because I feel like I am going to vomit (I am not prone to vomiting), I make it to the bathroom but just dry heaves — I still feel miserable but pee is all that comes out of me. Now I am back to bed until 9-10AM ish, and oops, it is rush to the bathroom and swish, empty those bowels. Still feeling miserable. Swallow some water and regular morning medication. I so feel like saltines, but no I will not do that. I have gone a week wheat free. Thinking to myself, what was different yesterday? It was a really good day. I did an aerobics class. I made two new low FODMAP recipes: strawberry jam/sauce and cornflour sponge cake. I ate nothing but items that are FODMAP approved, and in acceptable portions. Granted the two recipes were new, I have not eaten strawberries in ages or a cornflour sponge cake ever. But I am not ready to blame those delicious items for this morning. Hey, I ate no yogurt yesterday, and I didn’t take any acidophilus. Maybe? Maybe not. But on that note it is nearly 11AM, and sick headache/bellyache or not, I think I should eat something. Off to have a Yoplait lactose free French vanilla yogurt. And heck, I guess I’ll try a single 325mg Tylenol and hope it does not make things worse. Darn it is past Noon and my tummy is still flip-flopping. I so want those saltines, and the comfort of an old habit. I am thinking strongly that I read someplace that a small portion has recently been added to the Monash research approved list. Time to google. Darn, no results telling me what I want to know. OK, off to the stack of printed food lists I have acquired this past week. The six page list from BonCalme is where I saw saltines. Yippee-yippee, there it is on page 3, hiding as Crackers in bold type, followed in the magic word saltines, followed in parenthesis, U.S. 5. I missed it the first time I looked, but I am stubborn, even or especially when I am sick. I take a little plate out of the cupboard and separate 5 crackers from a 10 pack and savor. Could anyone enjoy a saltine more?
It is going to be about 3:30PM when I post this and since about 1 PM I have been doing stuff around the house. My head is nearly normal, my tummy does hurt, but less and less. I am eating a bit and no bathroom trips. I, cross my fingers, may be turning the corner on this little flare up.