I used to be one of those people who honestly believed that food did not affect how I felt. I thought that people who really felt that food affected their physical selves (other than, like, stuffing themselves on Thanksgiving) were kind of neurotic and somehow making it up.
I am sooooo not that person anymore. Yesterday I had to take a glucose tolerance test in preparation for my endocrinologist appointment tomorrow. I’ve been putting this off for weeks, and yesterday was the last possible day. So I went into the lab on an empty stomach, got my fasting blood sugar drawn, then proceeded to drink a bottle of orange syrup. I tried not to think about it too much but it was pretty awful. Luckily, I kept it down (have not always in the past). Then I went to a waiting room to sit and wait for an hour, get my blood drawn again, wait another hour, get it drawn again.
I didn’t feel so bad while I was there. I had my computer, and free Wi-Fi, and I kept myself fairly amused while I waited. But then I tried to go to work. And then I tried to go to my trainer to workout. NO.
I was a total space cadet at work, even for a brief few hours. I couldn’t think. I went to the gym and said, “All you’re gonna get out of me is an hour of Dead Man’s Pose.” He laughed. I did a bunch of stretching and some verrrrrrry gentle conditioning stuff. I felt totally dizzy and ill.
I felt as if I did not get some protein in me, namely a turkey sandwich, I would die. I went to the little sandwich shop near my house and inhaled a turkey and cheese sandwich. (no, it was not slow eating by any stretch) It didn’t really help.
Went home. Passed out for several hours. Didn’t really feel capable of preparing or eating dinner. Told my family “you’re on your own.” (we call this YOYO dinner) They scraped something together. I slept. Much later, I got up, had a bowl of tomato soup, put on my jammies and watched Rachel Getting Married. (which, by the way, I LOVED on so many levels) But I was hopeless. Completely hopeless and helpless all evening. I couldn’t wait to go to bed and have it be over.
So yeah. This was the worst case of postprandial fatigue I’d ever experienced. This was taking “sleepiness after lunch” to extreme degrees. It was the first time I’d ingested so much sugar since January- I’d had one piece of lemon tart, and a piece of birthday cake, but those were smaller amounts of sugar on a full stomach. This was a huge quantity of glucose on an empty stomach. IT KILLED ME. I haven’t felt this bad unless I’ve been really, really ill.
I’m worried that my severe reaction means that maybe in spite of everything, I do have diabetes. But maybe not. I really have no idea. I guess I’ll find out tomorrow.
I feel one thousand percent better today. So, the lesson for the week is, yes, the food I eat DOES affect how I feel. I feel like I don’t want to eat carbs or sugar for a very, very long time.
March 31, 2009 at 6:24 pm
Im keeping my fingers crossed for you!
March 31, 2009 at 6:29 pm
It doesn’t mean you are a diabetic but now you know how diabetics feel when they say that had a Sugar Coma! All carbs are is sugar. Most people don’t realize that pasta, rice and potatoes have sugar…traditionally they think sweets or fruit are the only sugar. Not true. I’ll be praying that you are diabetes free my friend. It’s not fun to have however I can say with the utmost confidence it’s controllable with the proper eating, exercise and watching your blood sugar levels to live a “normal” life. I know my body so well now that I can gage my blood sugar level by how I’m feeling, even from a lemon tart and how to offset it with another type of food. It’s amazing what you can learn when you’re forced to listen to your body!
March 31, 2009 at 8:04 pm
What an intense, unpleasant experience! I hope you are feeling better and that you don’t have diabetes!
P.S. Can I just say that I love the YOYO term?
March 31, 2009 at 8:45 pm
That’s so great you are coming to realize just how much WHAT you eat affects how you feel, think, etc and really does impact your daily activities.
Before I started eating better I used to get the “shakes” where, just like you, I needed food NOW. But I have since learned how to properly balance my meals so I don’t have that low blood sugar and major cravings. Amazing how my life has changed!
I’m much more efficient at work, at home, etc. Glad you’re seeing that too.
P.S. I just say Rachel Getting Married the other day and loved it!!
April 1, 2009 at 4:53 pm
oy! that sounds awful…. i hope you are feeling better
since i’ve been on this admitted extreme weight loss plan, i’ve noticed a major difference in how i feel. whenenver i used to have any sort of carb/sugar/fat bombs i felt like i was on a rollercoaster. totally crummy.
since i’ve stopped eating that stuff, i feel more sane…normal even.
i read somewhere that carbs/sugar lights up the same neural pathways as heroin. for some people, it seems, sugar acts like a drug.
i think i am one of those, and it sounds like your body doesn’t handle it all the well either.
January 8, 2010 at 7:28 am
You got a really helpful website. I have been here reading for about five minutes. I am a newbie and your success is very much an inspiration for me.