But let me tell you that last week was four days of HELL that I would not wish on anyone.
The week started fine, I felt good. In my quest to lose some nagging pounds, I started a high-protein, low carb diet. It was actually more of a “no carb” diet – Atkins style.
Feeling positive and full of bacon and eggs, I went to my yoga class at noon. I started yoga about a month ago and I’m really enjoying it. I will blog about it soon.
All in all, it was a pretty normal day.
Tuesday – first day of HELL
I awoke at 5:00 AM with a blinding headache. The kind of headache that makes you sick to your stomach. I was almost in tears and no amount of Advil was helping. I don’t even remember how I managed to drive my daughter to school.
Walk it off Babs. It’s just caffeine withdrawal because coffee is not allowed on this diet and you shouldn’t cut coffee cold turkey.
So I thought I would just check my work email (I work from home) and then take a sick day. No such luck. It turns out that there was a problem with one of my projects and the problem turned out to be a disaster that took me all day to correct.
Several Advil throughout the day kept my head from exploding but the headache never really left and I felt all shaky (not sure if shaky is the right word but I don’t know how else to describe it).
I spent the day sending emails in between bathroom breaks where I was pleading to the powers above to just let me vomit already!
Meanwhile, my legs were starting to cramp. Oh great, I over-stretched at yoga yesterday and might have pulled something.
Wednesday – second day of HELL
Woke up with another blinding headache. What the hell was going on? It’s not like I was kicking heroin, it’s just coffee and carbs.
Still nauseous and shaky, I continued working to solve the work disaster.
Making things worse, the muscles in my legs and now my butt and lower back were spasming so bad that I couldn’t be still for even 5 minutes. As long as I was moving, the pain was tolerable but as soon as I stopped . . .
No sleep Wednesday night.
Thursday – third day of HELL
Woke up with another headache but at least it wasn’t as bad which was a good thing because my leg / butt / lower back pain was out of control.
Still nauseous and shaky.
That evening, I finally told my BF about my headaches and leg etc. pain. After lecturing me for not telling him earlier, he suggested that I try this essential oil lotion that he’d recently gotten from a friend of ours.
I was willing to try anything at that point so I put some on my legs etc. and rubbed some on my temples and the back of my neck. Miraculously, this stuff worked almost immediately. I couldn’t believe it. My muscles relaxed and the headache and muscle spasming subsided. Got some sleep that night.
Friday – fourth day of HELL
Another headache this morning but the leg pain was gone. Still feeling shaky but the day was a bit better because I felt that I was winning! I was going to beat whatever was trying to pull me down.
Not so fast Babs!
The leg etc. pain returned around 8:00 PM but – oh crap! – my BF had gone to his soccer games and took the magic lotion!
I tried to meditate to calm my muscles but that just made my headache worse. Yes, the headache was still there dammit!
I finally had to get up when my BF got home around 1:00 AM to get the “Deep Blue” (that’s the name of the magic lotion). Again, it seemed to do the trick. Ahhhhh. Sleep.
Saturday – on the mend
I decided this morning that I have had enough. I can take a lot but four days of blinding headaches and nausea had pushed me to my limit. I couldn’t take one more day so I had a coffee and two pieces of toast with my eggs for breakfast.
I felt better already.
The leg etc. pain never came back either and, by Saturday afternoon, I felt close to myself again.
So, what did I learn?
- Babs can do a low-carb diet but NOT a no-carb diet. Apparently, my body cannot handle it. (Note to self – never apply for the show “Survivor”.)
- Babs is not good enough at yoga yet to take those stretches to the max. Baby steps Babs!
- Babs needs to tell people when she is not feeling well because maybe someone can help.
- Babs needs to find out more about the miracle essential oil lotion that saved her and then blog about it.
When my kids were young and they got sick, I used to tell them:
Sometimes you have to get sick in order to appreciate being well.
Well, those four days of HELL taught me that no truer words have ever been spoken. I will never take my good health for granted again.
This post is dedicated to my good friend Judy who lives every day in chronic pain and doesn’t let it stop her. She still gets out for lunch with me on her good days, still has her fabulous sense of humour and is still planning her long overdue trip to Newfoundland with her family. (In fact, she is bragging that she gets first boarding on the plane because they’ve booked an airport wheelchair.)
Judy, you’re an incredible woman and I love you to the moon and back.
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