S.I.B.O. – So I’m Basically Overdue (for a pizza)
April 20, 2015
Here we are again, 3rd update! I’m chugging along verrrrrry slllllowly, like a little SIBO snail. But a pissed one. Imagine a pissed, bloated, starving snail.
I have only 4 days left on this elemental journey. I can’t believe it. If you would like to hear about it from the beginning, please click here for the first entry and here for the second entry.
Since I’ve been putting myself out there more with this SIBO thing (blogging openly, making a point to be more social or to go to community events like I used to) I’ve been explaining this over and over to people. People are curious because they’ve read my blog or because they see me drinking my “fart shake” (or “farty” as my husband and I so lovingly refer to it in our household) instead of eating. They naturally have questions, but I’m not very good at explaining all of this in a tidy little nutshell. And I still haven’t found a way to explain it without being totally gross and off-putting. “Lemme tell ya about the ins and outs of my poo!” isn’t the most palatable way to explain. Even with all of this practice, I still totally suck at it.
Something I get a lot when I talk to people about this is, “Well…you look great.” Sometimes it’s delivered with a side-eye, like they don’t really believe I’m sick. Sometimes it’s said with genuine surprise, like they are honestly shocked that you can be ill and not look like a crusty troll that just crawled out from under a bridge. Sometimes it’s meant to comfort me I think…they don’t know what else to say so they want to throw me bone. Not that it isn’t a sincere bone, but these are usually said sadly or awkwardly or with a little lilt on the end…”Well…you look great?” Like, “At least?”
I wonder if men get this. We place such an emphasis on women and beauty that I am willing to bet that if they do, they don’t hear it as often. Nor do they probably hear, “You look so thin! How DO you do it?!?!” Uhhh…how do I do it? I poop out everything I eat, which is usually relegated to pureed mash and bland meat. Therefore I am not absorbing any nutrients and am essentially starving my body. Most don’t seem to wanna jump on THAT poopwagon of a diet when they figure out what it really is, but like I mentioned in a previous post, a select (misguided, insane) few seem to think it is the ticket to getting thin. We could totally start a new diet trend here, SIBOers! Let’s figure out how to infect people with SIBO and we could make millions getting people thin! They would all be hangry raging monsters, but…they would be thin!
A friend of mine that recently lost a ton of weight and I were talking about this a few months ago…how people felt it necessary to constantly give her a running commentary about her (new) weight. Everything from asking her “secret” to congratulating her to telling her she was “beautiful now!” It was very disheartening for her and confusing. Was she not beautiful before? (she was). The comments were never about her health, it was only about her appearance. For all they knew, she was starving herself (she wasn’t) and making herself very, very sick, only to be congratulated on a daily basis for getting thin. I remember being confused about it myself. When she posted new pics on instagram, I absolutely noticed her weightloss and wondered if I should comment on it. Did she want comments? It’s a socially acceptable thing to do, right? If someone loses weight, we think they are TRYING to lose weight on purpose and we make a congratulatory comment about their physique. It is meant to be kind and supportive, but we were discussing how strange it truly is. I would never be able to walk up to someone that put ON weight and make a comment about it (even if they needed to gain weight…the comment would still be considered rude), so why is it perfectly acceptable to do it to people that have lost weight? I will tell you why…because women are supposed to be thin. That is the never-ending pressure. When I noticed others commenting over and over about it I decided against it. I didn’t want to jump on the congratulatory bandwagon and send some sort of message that she wasn’t amazing and beautiful before, because she absolutely was (is!).
Now, in an effort to always try to be transparent, I’m not going to pretend like this illness doesn’t come with major insecurities. Please do not think that I am above caring that it makes me feel like the blueberry girl from Willy Wonka. I know I shouldn’t care, but I do. I hate not being able to wear jeans because my belly is extra bloated. I hate that this thing has made my skin and hair dry (lack of nutrients and water) and makes me feel like I’m prematurely aging and starting to resemble Nick Nolte’s mug shot. I hate that I”m losing muscle definition that I spent years and years and years working for. But mostly, I hate that I hate it. I need to learn to just accept my body, in whatever state, once and for all. Hell folks, I’m not gettin’ any younger and this big-mouthed feminist needs to be better about practicing what she so LOUDLY preaches. So, I’m working on it. It’s very hard to undo a lifetime of conditioning. I am trying to accept that my body will never be the same again. Sure, I have hope that I will get healthy and get this into remission…I am nothing if not determined, but I need to let go of the dream that I will be the way I was before. I will not, and that needs to be ok. We need to stop defining women by their looks, and we need (as women) to stop internalizing that message and continuing to buy into it. Because I know that every woman reading this has amazing strengths and passions and intelligence and warmth and brilliance to share, way beyond her outward appearance. And before it is said, I know that men too are scrutinized about their weight and appearance, but it is not even close to the way in which women are treated and evaluated. Just go to any magazine isle and I will rest my case.
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Dear Katie, I am just about to start my Elemental Diet. As in Brazil doctors have no idea about it, I am sort of doing everything by myself. Do you recommend taking herbal antibiotics together with the elemental diet? If so, could you tell me which are they, since no one has ever heard of them in Brazil? Also, do you feel like your life has changed after the diet? Do you still get the symptoms? Thanks and best wishes
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