I've had about a month green juicing, fasting here and there, supplement after supplement, salads for tea, no alcohol, gluten etc etc......the list goes on.
Two days ago I got a bit down in the dumps and fell off the wagon and had two days of comfort eating (most of it secretly away from the family). You name it: chocolate, beer, pizza, French fries with a sausage, doughnuts from a stand in the mall. I managed to pull out of this tail spin but was alarmed (amazed?) to realise how well I felt! I give myself a grade in a PD diary each day dependent on symptoms to record 'progress' (1 being awful and 5 being the best). Well, I haven't had 5 for ages, until I went on my junk food bender. Funny, ridiculous, unpredictable and frustrating. What a disease this is!