I don't get sick very often. Maybe it's the fact that I eat right, exercise and stay as healthy as I can, but once a year, like clockwork, I get that "under the weather" underpinning of a cold about to bloom. Yesterday, at 2 pm, it started with three sneezes. Then I felt like my head was in a vise grip--and the aches and chills and sore throat started. UGH! I hate being sick!
My first instinct was to feed. Maybe it's the old saying, "starve a cold/feed a fever," or maybe it's just that I felt lousy and wanted to somehow make myself feel good. And food, of course, has that "feelgood" appeal. So yesterday I cut loose and ate whatever I felt like. The only problem was, it made me feel worse, not better.
I went to bed early and today decided to take another approach. I went back to my three-shake diet, allowing myself a few healthy baked soy chips to snack on. I supplemented with herbs, zinc and homeopathic remedies - and about 8 cups (so far) of tea. I feel a bit better. The cold hasn't blossomed. Maybe it won't. I hope not. And I will go to bed early again, one way to ensure that I won't spend the night with my head buried in the fridge.
Moral of the story: Comfort food makes you UNCOMFORTABLE. Don't feed a cold!