Three months ago I wrote a blog post entitled; A Radical Act of Health. My post pronounced my intention to work toward and to claim audacious physical health over this year. What I did not know at the time was that I was quickly heading toward a health crisis.
In the past three months I have been on a roller coaster of health. The peak of the ride came in December when my eczema, which had always been itchy and annoying, flared to a crisis point. My immune system went into overdrive and I was covered with so much eczema I don’t think I have ever felt more miserable in my life. The complete and utter misery finally drove me to an Emergency Room visit on Boxing Day where I happily surrendered to pharmaceutical intervention.
I have been on Prednisone since Boxing Day. The girl who does not even use Advil or Tylenol has been on a heavy oral steroid for almost two months. I tried to come off the Prednisone a month ago and ended up right back where I had been in December. And so, for the past month I have been decreasing my dosage by 1mg per day to try and trick my immune system into believing that all is well.
Unfortunately, the cure is almost as bad as the disease. Prednisone has made my face puffy, my hands shake, and my heart pound. Even when I am settling into bed for the night I still feel as if I am driving around in fifth gear. And as I have been slowly cutting back on the Prednisone, my eczema has begun to rear its ugly head again. I now have eczema on my face and ears and I have never had it there before. It is getting worse, not better. The thought of going back to where I was in December is unthinkable. But staying on Prednisone is neither an option nor a solution.
So what is the solution to this ongoing crisis in my health? I have been asking that question for weeks and have been feeling as if I have been hitting a brick wall in terms of an answer.
The answer came this morning.
I have spent the past four months giving up my favourite foods; chocolate, nuts, cocoa, red peppers, spinach, and kale, to name a few. I decided that I would try anything to get my eczema under control. But, really, if I am honest, I was willing to try anything…except removing animal protein from my diet.
It seems that I would do anything as long as I could remain a card-carrying-carnivore.
I have been hiding for months from the probability that giving up meat would radically alter my health. I know that meat is highly acidic, I know that it is inflammatory, I know that it is hard on my digestive system and I know that it drains me of energy. But I have convinced myself that I would starve without it.
Yesterday was my last day of Prednisone. To celebrate, I decided to start a 21-day cleanse this morning to give my body a kick-start into better health. My Clean Cleanse was so successful last fall that I wanted to revisit the feeling. But this time, I have decided to add a little extra.
I am giving up meat for 21 days. I have decided to be brave and bold and courageous. I have decided to do the one thing I thought was impossible for me. Isn’t it funny how what we resist persists?
I am both excited and nervous to see what will happen in the coming weeks. Will my eczema clear up? Will my digestive system calm down? Will my left hand stop aching as if I have arthritis in the joints? Will I have more energy?
Or will I just feel hungry all the time?