Day 31: Coffee, wine and coconut tea. The fun has found me.

(Note: I apologise in advance for typos, rambling and general annoyance. The wine testing is already underway).

So it was probably silly of me to try coffee and wine on the same day, after my extremely careful 3 or 4 day testing of EVERYTHING, but today I really did throw caution to the wind.

First of all, the ‘completely natural’ orange and coconut-infused tea that I ordered from Wellness Warehouse (they’re amazing; every time I order something they throw in some deeelicious freebies, like strawberry body lotion or mango body butter) actually┬áhas ‘natural flavourings’, which we’re warned about time and again on SCD. I’m sure most other people can handle it fine though.

Anyway, I took a chance and tried a cup, and it made me a little bloated. Plus I didn’t like it very much, so no loss. I’m still loving the rooibos and vanilla tea and the apple juice I ordered, and this time round I bought some pear juice too.

If you have 4 minutes to spare, definitely watch the video below. It’s brilliant, and anyone following a clean eating path will be nodding along the whole time!

Testing, testing, come in coffee

First thing this morning, with my boiled eggs, I had my first cup of coffee in 31 days. I used the Nespresso machine at work so I diluted it with hot water, and it was lovely (if black, sugar-free coffee can be described as ‘lovely’). Plus, I didn’t seem to suffer any ill-effects, like the ‘coffee cramps’ my sister and I often joke about.

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First coffee in 31 days. Even my owl felt perked up!

Then of course, tonight was WINE.

I made it a big deal. Instead of eating supper in front of the TV, I insisted we lay the table, whip out the ‘for guests’ serviettes, light some candles (despite the heatwave) and make it a bit of a ceremony. K had wanted to take me to a roof-top bar near our apartment for my first glass of wine, but as usual my stress kicked in (“When will I cook supper?” “What about traffic?” etc etc – my tendency to stress is going to be my undoing).

So here’s what dinner looked like:

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(In case you’re wondering, that’s a plate full of gem squash, butternut, roasted garlic and minute steak. AND WINE)

And here’s a close-up of my beautiful wine, which was actually a bottle I got for my birthday in December. My friends have good taste. Just FYI, I think a chenin might actually be too sweet for this diet, so next time I’ll go for something drier.

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I’m a little bloated after dinner, wine and bananas for dessert, but nothing major and nothing I can’t handle. I am well aware that wine might well cause me bloating, but it’s a risk I may be willing to take a few times a month. I’ll wear stretchy pants on those days ­čśë

I’ve had no other bad symptoms today despite the weird tea, coffee and wine, but let’s see how my tummy behaves in the morning. My morning BMs are always a great indication of my overall response to the food I’m eating.

I feel I must just note: if you still have symptoms, or you’re in a flare, DO NOT DRINK. It’s recommended that you only consume alcohol once you’ve been symptom-free for 3 months. I started Asacol in November and have been symptom-free ever since. Alcohol is an irritant and it can be┬áextremely harsh on your gut. Drink with severe caution and if you feel it’s worsening your symptoms, STOP. And always drink in moderation.

What’s the toll of this diet on my relationship?

Today was a hard day for K and I. It was the first time in a month that I’d turned down a social outing (drinks at the Piano Bar) because I needed enough time to cook and exercise. I can no longer just grab a chicken wrap on the way home, after all, and when I’m feeling strong, I want to take advantage and spend a quality 30 minutes with Jillian.

I realised that I’ve been fairly selfish this whole time, making it a lot about me, and K has been so incredibly supportive.┬áSometimes I need to let go (I’m a TOTAL control freak, and if I can possibly find a way to stress about something, I will). And I need to learn to compromise more. But we also both know that these 90 days will be the hardest – and actually, as they progress, it’ll get easier. I think life will be SO much simpler when I can eat raw fruit and veggies that aren’t cooked to death, and dinner can be cooked in half an hour rather than 2 or 3 hours.

Also, it’s hard because K sees me striving towards a healthier life, but doesn’t really have the inclination to do it herself. She is trying to eat healthier these days, and she’s doing really well, but she feels like she should be doing more to get healthy because I am. But she doesn’t have a serious digestive disease, and she’s making an effort on her own path, so she needs to go easier on herself (without giving up).

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This diet doesn’t just affect you. It affects your partner too. I’ve heard of people who’ve done it as a couple, but I would never subject someone to this diet unless they too had significant health issues. I think it’s enough that K reminds me not to contaminate my SCD counter. She’s been an amazing support and I’m pretty sure I’d have thrown in the towel without her beady eye watching me.

More wine, madam?

Don’t mind if I do! No, I’m just kidding. I’d love another little splash, but I had one glass and I’m going to leave it at that. Too much could skew my results. But ahhhh… okay, maybe another┬álittle sip…

The other problem, of course, is that the minute I start drinking wine, I start craving BAD SUGAR. I have a mental block in place now that says I CANNOT HAVE ANY, but I’m not sure how far I want to test that resilience.

I’ll certainly keep testing the wine, and I’ll definitely let you all know how it goes ­čśë

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