The Cannabis Cleanse Diaries
It’s been a gloomy week in Missouri, which makes me want to just stay in bed all day and eat cookies (yes, my brain is still on cookies). But today, since I had decided to Cannabis Cleanse, I decided to “choose happiness” and be proactive about fighting this damn sad-ness (Seasonal Affective Disorder).
I began the day with a couple of eggs and a nice sit down with my niece, mom and grandma, then started on some lighter, fun work (my weekly #ShopHerShit post). I took a break midday with a dab of CBD and some handstand practice. I’m getting better!
Then it was lunch time.
This morning, I told myself that I would have a kale and grape salad for my meal. But lunch came, and leftover pasta sounded better. So I told myself that I would just have a little bit and that would be the same amount of calories, anyway, and it would all be good.
Except for one little problem: that’s not the way food works.
I could blow all 2,000 of my calories in 10 minutes on a decadent cake, but that doesn’t mean my body will have the nutrients it needs to properly function. It was the same with the little bit of pasta I had for lunch. It didn’t contain enough nourishment to get me through the rest of the day.
And now I have a migraine setting in.
I’ve had issues with migraines since I was a kid and after landing myself in the emergency room a couple years back, I figured it was time to sit down for some serious reflection on what might be causing these episodes. One of the biggest? Lack of eating.
By sacrificing my kale salad calories at lunch for delicious pasta calories, I had deprived my body of any fruits or vegetables and on top of that, eaten very little. I would have been better off eating the pasta and the salad – but I was busy, and making a fresh salad takes time. In my haste, I justified the choice.
Thankfully, I noticed early enough that the migraine was beginning and was able to nip it in the bud with a dab. I used to be prescribed a medication to take for the migraines, which would only work if I took 4 pills early in the onset and laid down for a nap. Aleve or Ibuprofen could sometimes help, depending on how early I took them and how long I slept. If I didn’t catch it in time, I would end up with blurred vision, dizziness, vomiting, and a horrible, horrible temper. But one dab of the right strain and I can function normally. I sat down to write this post, for heaven’s sake. And I’m not screaming at everyone to be quiet and leave the lights off. Win for everyone.
Cannabis can be...
Cannabis can be recreational. Cannabis can be medicine. Cannabis can be clean. Everyone is different; we all have our own body chemistry and experience and process the world in different ways. Five years ago, I never thought I would be using cannabis. I believed in prescription medications and didn’t see any reason why marijuana should be in my life. I didn’t know what cannabis could be for me. Now, I know it is an important part of keeping my body in balance. Now, I know how much better life can be when you’re not consumed by anxiety (I only recently realized that I have an issue with anxiety through talking with some close friends who also experience anxiety – more to come on that later).
I’m happy to report that the most sugar I had today was in the barbecue sauce over my brisket at dinner. I had a small square of 85% dark chocolate (which has far less than that barbecue sauce) and managed to avoid the temptation of my dad’s oatmeal chocolate chip cookies in the freezer. (We’re clearly a cookie family.)
Proudly filling in my chart tonight! :)
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