I’ve been away visiting family for a long weekend.  On Sunday we all went to a craft fair.  There was of course all of the obligatory fair-type food vendors.  However, my hubby and I opted to stop instead at a little coffee shop to avoid any iffy food service practices and barely-tasty but hyper expensive fair-foods.  We were trying to be kind to our tummies.  Monday morning, at 3 am, we both woke in agony to the most intense bout of food poisoning I’ve had in years.  And we had to spend the day traveling back home from VA to MA.  Trains, Planes and Automobiles made up a large part of our day of digestion agony.  I would not recommend the experience to anyone.

Today we spent the day trying to choke down bread and lettuce.  This has, if nothing else, been an oddly affirming lesson in intuitive eating.  The method I’ve taken for determining what exactly my body craves most for nourishment is to hold a sort of mental picture in front of my mental stomach.  This was REALLY tough yesterday and today, when a weak and sad stomach didn’t want anything!  Kinda like trying to convince a 3-year old to eat their most-hated veggie.  Only I was trying to convince my stomach that after almost 2 days of water that it needed SOMETHING inside for nourishment.

Me, holding up mental pictures: “How about an apple?” 

Tummy, contemplating the pictures by anticipating the taste and post-eating feeling: “Oh barf, too sweet!”

Me: “Okaaay.  How about some saltines?”

Tummy: “Blech, no way.  Salty, stick to the roof of my mouth, make me feel nauseous later.”

Me: “Lettuce?”

Tummy: “Nope.”

Me: “Is there ANYTHING??!!?  How can you crave NOTHING?!?!?  Aren’t you supposed to TELL me what I need??!?!”

Tummy: “Water.”

Me: “It has been two days tummy.  You NEED sustenance, nourishment.  I’m getting a headache and a fever.  We NEED nutrients!”

Tummy: “Pffft.  Fine.  YOU think of something!”

Me: “Gah.  Fine then. We’ll start with nibbles of plain multi-grain bread.  At least the thought of that isn’t making you give me the “instant oncoming nausea” signal!”

So, fighting to get my stomach to tell me what it needs: not always so easy.  Anyone else have these frustrating (if not necessarily so filled with actual food poisoning sickness) moments of indecision when trying to learn to listen to their finicky body?  When taking decisions into your own hands due to a lack of actual availability of what you want or just lack of strong cravings/needs just leaves you floundering and needing to settle for whatever is around that is reasonably tasty and filling to your dietary needs?