So where were we? Oh yes, newly restocked pantry, minus the meat, plus some weird ingredients like agave nectar and quinoa.
Two weeks after our diet change brought the time each month (always a Tuesday for some reason) when I normally, like clockwork, come down with a debilitating migraine. Let me cut in here to say, yes this coincided with that time of the month, but no, not all or even close to all of my migraines occurred or were connected to aunt flo. Tuesday came and went…and no migraine. I felt like I was walking on eggshells as day after day passed, thinking that if I got too excited a headache would come crashing down. A month went by. Then two months. Then six months. Then a year. In January 2011 I celebrated my first anniversary of being migraine free. I hadn’t taken an Imitrex or Relpax in 12 whole months. I hadn’t lost whole days buried in a room of darkness with my head surrounded in ice or heating packs. I hadn’t needed to take a single sick day from work. There wasn’t a single night spent sitting on the bathroom floor wishing I could go back to sleep but laying down made me nauseous and sitting up made the pain worse. And I had even had a glass or two of red wine without so much as a little dull reminder the next day. I couldn’t remember the last time my stomach had been irregularly upset and outside of the gaseous effects from an overload of veggies, my tummy was as happy as a clam.
I made it my goal to seek out every one of these wonder foods I could find and try them. I blogged on Life Lite about my eating and cooking experiences. I took up running. And I felt on top of the world.