Day 2 – Migraine Misery

Day 2 was hell. My headaches from sugar withdrawals turned into the worst migraine I’ve had since I moved to Ohio. I had the auras, blurred vision, nausea, and pain, all of which intensified with light and/or sound.

I sought information and advice online about the cause and potential remedies for what I believe to be Whole30 headaches. You may not be surprised to know that I would’ve gotten better advice from a Kindergarten version of Wikipedia.

To Drug or Not to Drug?

Ok… I have a problem with the fact that, technically, medicine is not Whole30 compliant. It’s not natural; I get it… but am I TRULY derailing my progress and being waylaid by a pill? A pill that makes me human again? I even had some Whole30-purist friends tell me to just “ride it out” to remain Whole30 compliant, but… and I can’t be more clear on my perspective about that advice…. fuuuck that.

Obviously these people have never had a migraine. How about you let me pound you on the head with a mallet and jab needles into your eyeballs, while punching you in the stomach, and spinning you around until you puke….for three days…and you just “ride it out.” Sound good?

If taking a Naratriptan, just so I don’t shoot myself in the head, makes this become Whole32, then so be it. No diet in the world is worth a debilitating three-day migraine.

Holy Shit. It’s Working!

The amazing thing about all this is that I’ve already lost 8 lbs of bloat and inflammation in TWO DAYS, even though I’m consuming 100 – 120oz of water per day!! I was so swollen from all the crap I was putting into my body, that just two days of eating clean made that big of a difference!

However, even though I’ve lost 8 lbs of swelling, I don’t yet feel a difference in my clothing. My pants are still tighter than a sausage casing (and resemble as much), and my undergarments are still screaming for mercy. I’m looking forward to the day I can bend over without my pants threatening to split at the seams alongside vehement zipper protests.


Here was my food for Day 2 @ 1727 Cal:

  • B: Kale Spinach Smoothie (looks like a pulverized muppet, tastes great), Eggs w/ Spinach
  • L: Chicken Soup, Mandarins
  • D: Naratriptan, Turkey Burger w/ Lettuce Wrap, and a 13-hour coma.
  • S: Dried Mango, Mixed Nuts, Rx Bar

Day 1 – Hangry AF

Today marked the beginning of the weight loss challenge at work, and it also marked Day 1 of Whole30. Hubby excitedly explained upon my arrival home from work, “Guess what! Great news! Now it’s Whole29!” For the love of all that is edible, I hope he doesn’t make that joke every day for the next 28 days; I will totally lose my shit.

I Weigh What???

The weigh-in… yahhhh…. so… it was bad. Not car-with-no-brakes bad, but definitely picked-last-for-kickball bad. I squinted at the number to see if I actually read it correctly. I’ve gained 37 lbs since July. Thirty. Seven. Freaking. Pounds. That’s more than a pound per week. I gained a three-year-old.

I knew I was getting up there when all my shirts started shrinking at the same time and my pants started showing signs of surrender around the thighs, but I convinced myself that they were just washed in too hot of water.

Whole30 Kickoff

Whole30, Day 1 started well; I had a light breakfast of two eggs and a cup of spinach cooked in coconut oil. As it turns out, it was TOO light. I progressively got more hungry, despite snacking on an Rx bar, two hard-boiled egg whites, and a cup of grapes over the next few hours. By 5pm, I was downright hangry, stuck at work, and ready to murder anyone who even smiled at me. Withdrawals are definitely setting in for the copious amounts of yumminess I’ve allowed myself over the last 18 months; my craving tonight is a glass of wine. And by glass, I mean bottle.

Today’s Menu

My food today consisted of approximately 1650 Calories:

  • B: Scrambled eggs with spinach
  • L: Homemade chicken soup, two hard-boiled egg whites, and grapes
  • D: Pork loin and blasted broccoli
  • S: Rx Bar and mandarins

I’m going to try a bigger breakfast tomorrow, and maybe one more snack. Getting off work before 7:30pm may also help, if I can swing it. I hope I can find my motivation to exercise; he’s been hiding for more than 18 months and I can’t find the little bastard.