Cheers to 2012 GP Style!

Just because alcohol is not on the GP diet, that doesn't mean we can't celebrate the New Year with a festive drink.  I've been through the misery of feeling sorry for myself as I watch everyone else drink cocktails, wanting nothing more than to be part of the celebration.  Don't get me wrong, there have been moments of weakness when I give in and have a drink.  However, to this day, it has never been worth the pain afterwards.  What I came to finally realize is nobody really cares whether I drink or not, it's all about my own attitude.  When I'm confident, enjoying the company and festivities, everything else is forgotten and suddenly I am a part of the celebration.  

Out With the Old, In With the New

This morning I woke up with a feeling of grief, a mourning for Christmas past.  After a deep sigh I thought about recent advice from a mentor.  I would permit myself 10 minutes to feel this sadness, to pout and complain, then take a deep breath and move on with my day.  Surprisingly, this time did more for me than just allow sadness.  It allowed me to meditate on what I once had and to appreciate what life has to offer me today.

You see, like so many of us, I grew up with a tradition centered around the annual holiday meal.  I remember the smell of frost in the air as we packed up the car with presents on Christmas eve, heading to Grandma's house filled with cousins, aunts and uncles, and warm, fuzzy feelings.  Frank Sinatra's Christmas tunes echoed on the record player and us children surrounded the tree, touching and shaking each present for any clue that might give away the secret gift wrapped up inside.

Holiday Gingerbread Cookies

The words ginger and cookie mixed together in the same recipe is music to my ears (currently Christmas music of course)!  Though I keep sugar to a minimum most of the time I can't help but to get in the holiday spirit of baking.  I just finished making a gluten free batch and want to share a couple of recipes for anyone wanting a tasty gingery treat.

To Smile or Not to Smile

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.  ~William Shakespeare, Othello

When we don't feel good is it better to smile and pretend everything is OK?  Are we better off telling ourselves to ignore the pain so that we can get through the day?  And, is it better for those around us to believe the pain isn't there in order to lessen their worry?

I tend to be a positive person.  Someone, who according to others, is "strong, brave, and inspiring."  How is this brave, I ask, when I don't really have a choice?  I suppose lying in bed all day is an option but that paves a road to misery both for myself and everyone I love.  If fact, the craziest part about this disease is it's ability to attack on both ends of the scale.  One being the wrong food or too much of it, the other being no food at all.  I've seen others spiral down this path.  Staying in bed and not eating ends up causing so much pain and sickness they end up in the hospital.  Loads of sedatives and pain killers temporarily numb the pain until back in bed again to further continue this destructive cycle.

Me, I would rather face the beast head on.

So, most days I greet those around me with a smile.  In response I'm told how much healthier I look and how happy they are to see that I'm feeling better.  This can go two ways and the outcome is not always predictable.  I can put on the smile despite not feeling well and the action itself creates a positive vibe that overcomes the discomfort.  When others see this and respond positively, it feeds the feel good energy even more.   Or, the smile makes me even more exhausted and angry at the end of the day because no one understands this "invisible" illness that screams within.

Which brings us back to the original question.  Does it do any good for others around us to understand and witness this pain or is it better to live by "ignorance is bliss?"  I'm not sure there is a right or wrong answer.  I do believe in not tipping the scale and finding balance.  In other words not doing one or the other full time.  If I decide to put on that smile, I'll hope for the positive outcome but also respect my boundaries and let others know if I'm not feeling 100%.  For example, when getting together with friends, I'm not always sure if I can make it to every store or stay for dessert.  At least I get some quality time in without the expectation or disappointment when its necessary to go home and rest.  This way I don't go from my feel great, energetic self, directly to being tired and misunderstood.  I find I have more energy when I'm not worried about telling everyone when its time to go.

As Paulo Coelho states above, use that struggle, that pain to find strength, and don't be afraid to share this occasionally.  The good friends and family in our life might appreciate it more than we think.

I want to leave you with one last quote, author unknown.

"Strength does not come from winning.  Your struggles develop your strength.  When you go through hardship and decide not to surrender, that is strength."


A simple smile might just be strength in action.
: )

Check out this video on the "Hidden Power of Smiling" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9cGdRNMdQQ&sns=fb

Under the Weather Yet Overly Thankful

"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are."
Theodore Roosevelt

This is my husband Trevor's daily advice, in so many words.  When I read it today on my daily quote page it could not feel more true.  It is Thanksgiving Eve and instead of being on the road to Idaho to spend time with family, I'm home dealing with a chest cold.  As if having GP around the holidays isn't challenging enough.  Interesting, I've been able to avoid getting sick the last year despite going through severe weight loss, stress and multiple hospital procedures.  Now, when I'm finally starting to gain weight and feel better, the terrible bug going around finds its way in, ugh!

Bone Broth Brings Relief and Nourishment

"Chicken soup...heals the nerves, improves digestion, reduces allergies, relaxes and gives strength."
-Hanna Kroeger, Ageless Remedies from Mother's Kitchen


Since my digestive problems began so many years ago I have tried everything under the sun.  You name it, from medications to meditation, Vitamix to vitamins, supplements to smoothies, prayers to purees, acupuncture to acupressure, yoga to yogurt, and finally denial to dying of starvation.  Some friends, some enemies, yet all have been a part of the journey finding some light in this long and narrow digestive tunnel.

Recently, I decided to take a step back and "simmer" down to the basics, pun intended!
Today, I am going to take us a few steps beyond chicken soup.  Packaged broth might be good for flavor but does not contribute any nutrition.  I want to talk about why I believe my recent journey with long-simmered stocks can be an essential part of our diet, nourishing not only to the soul but our entire being.  For centuries, cultures all over the world have used this basic remedy to cure hundreds of diseases and ailments.  As they say, it's grandma's penicillin.

Could FODMAPs be related to GP?

A few months ago this strange acronym meant nothing to me and could have referred to some foreign language for all I knew.  My first introduction was when a doctor in Seattle mentioned the possibility of fructose intolerance after discussing the symptoms of gastroparesis.  I did a bit of research but was going downhill fast with my weight and forgot about it after being distracted with the placement of the feeding tube.  During this time, my good friend studying nutrition insisted I try it out but I felt too overwhelmed to even think about it.
Recently, however, it seems to be popping up everywhere and I'm getting more and more information that justifies a significant link to IBS (which many doctors are now considering), that are also similar to the main symptoms of GP.