Trying the Oldest Diet in the World

 This week I tried out the oldest diet in the world! I am being serious.  I can't think of anything older!  Furthermore, it was successful! Quite successful!  But I still wouldn't recommend it. This diet plan may be a bit too.......graphic and way too much TMI, but I have had some amazing weight loss so hey.....here we go!

The Last Hours Before the Diet

It started out like any other Sunday.  Jason and I were busy with the weekend and when dinnertime came I threw together our Sunday night dinner.  Now if you don't know, Saturday nights we eat out and Sunday night is the 'throw it together easy' kind of meal. It might be hot dogs on the grill (well...venison or buffalo dogs from our local butcher) or a cheeseburger or even a chicken patty sandwich.   So this Sunday was no different. I threw some chicken patties in the oven and I made the oh so comforting food from my childhood, boxed au gratin potatoes.  (Hey, I cook from scratch every other day....don't be a hater!)  I had some mulberry cobbler that I had made on Friday so I even had a bit of that.   All was right in my world.   Nothing was amiss when we went to bed!  But weirdly enough about an hour or so later I woke up with a stomach ache.  Quite annoying because who wants their sleep disrupted to have to go to the bathroom.  But what can you do.   I was back in bed after just a few moments.  I quickly slipped back into a somewhat fitful sleep.  

The "Diet" comes Knocking 

It was about an hour after I had originally gotten up to go to the bathroom that it hit me again.  This time I KNEW I was in trouble. I made it to the bathroom and well.......it was ugly.   Lets just say both ends were involved.   Finally I was able to leave the bathroom.  I moved to the couch in the family room as to not interrupt Jason's sleep any more than I already had.  My stomach was still hurting but I was desperately I praying that it would be a one and done kind of sickness.  

Yeah, that prayer was not answered. All. Night. Long.  It was so bad that when I would be 'temporarily' empty I would lay on the bathroom floor until I would have the energy to move back to the couch.  FINALLY at around 4 or 5 AM the one end stopped dispelling whatever foulness had been locked up in my body.  Still the other end continued to operate as a faucet and I continued my frequent trips to the bathroom because yes.....I had a severe case of the runs.  For 19 hours I visited the bathroom an average of once an hour. (More frequently at the beginning and less frequently at the end.)   Between bathroom visits I slept.  I had asked Jason to bring me some supplies before he left for work.  He brought me things like some ginger ale, a bottle of water, my glasses, phone and ipad.   It took every ounce of energy to send a few texts throughout the day.  I couldn't even begin to think about reading.  If you know me, that is RARE!  

By the time bedtime rolled around I had actually made it a few hours without a bathroom trip but still felt queasy as all get out.  I slept on the couch again once again praying that the vile sickness was on the way out and would not return.  I was lucky.  It didn't return, but I woke up feeling so sick.   I actually made it off the couch though!  I took a shower and made it to the recliner were I sat and dozed on and off all day long doing nothing more involved than watching tv. (Back to back episode of Little House on the Prairie if you want to know.)  At the 48 hour mark I managed to keep a piece of toast down. But still felt queasy and just horrible.  So here I am nearing the 72 hour mark.  I have just managed to hold down another piece of toast (Go me!) and I am feeling better still today.  Still not perfectly normal, but much better in comparison.  I finally was able to pick up my ipad and read a bit and even get on my computer....so that's a huge sign that things are getting better!

This morning when I took my shower I was right at the  56 hour mark since the start of this plague and I had dropped 10 pounds.   That's a mad amount of weight to drop in a bit over two days.  (The next day it dropped another 2 pounds...making it 12 pounds in roughly 80 hours.)

Yeah, yeah, yeah....I know that as soon as I am feeling better and actually start to eat again normally that the weight will regulate and I will go up.  But for now, I am going to focus on that one good result from this week, because this diet plan is DEFINITELY not one that I recommend or want to repeat!