Body Knows Best (Possible TMI)

I love spicy food. I love mexican, and Italian (mmm, garlic...), and... well, pretty much anything spicy. My body, on the other hand, keeps informing me that I should NOT be eating that stuff as often as I do. Every time I eat it, I have to go to the bathroom half an hour later. And it's usually uncomfortable. But, I'm stubborn and I usually feel like it's worth it to have had the yummy food.

My body got fed up with me, though, and decided to kick me in the teeth about it yesterday.

The day before, all I'd eaten was a couple of Hebrew National hot dogs, and a few tacos from Del Taco (california only chain of mexican restaurants - cheap, fast, and yummy). The hot dogs were also eaten by everyone else in the house that night, so I know it wasn't them that set me off.

I woke up at six thirty yesterday morning and REALLY had to go to the bathroom. I was frustrated because it was one of the few days I would have gotten to sleep until 8, and I'd been enjoying that concept. However, I listened to my body, got up, and went to the bathroom.

My intestines were unhappy, and showed it in the way that only intestines can. Needless to say, I figured I should feel better when that was done with - I was wrong. It started getting WORSE. In fact, it progressed to full nausea to the point that I was worried that I was going to have to leap off the toilet and turn around so my other end could utilize it - which also wouldn't be good because the aforementioned end didn't seem to be done yet. This could only lead to a large mess, either way.

I managed to calm myself enough to get cleaned up, and to go grab a bag for the trash can - one to empty it into, and another to LINE it with, even as I sat back down. My body continued to betray me, but I thought the nausea would go away eventually - I was wrong. And I'm SO glad I listened to my instincts and prepared that trash can. Let's just say I wound up needing it more than I'd have ever liked to.

This cycle repeated itself for the next nearly six hours, with the last time my digestive tract decided to work backwards being around eleven thirty that morning. However, I continued to feel nauseated and dizzy for the remainder of the day. I couldn't lay down, so I spent the day and then the night on the couch, which did NOT work well for my back.

I've been eating a lot of spicy food recently - quite a lot. And my body got fed up with it. I'm now relegated to  bland foods only for the next 2 months at the very least. I'm getting older, and I need to remember that my physical body can't eat the way I feel like it should be able to anymore.

Frustrating, for a wolf who's used to eating anything she can get her fangs into. But as annoying as it is, body knows best.