BTW, this is what I wore to church:

It's National Eating Disorder Awareness (NEDA) week and I must say that I am very happy with the way that I am eating nowadays. I started taking the medication, Zyprexa, as a mood stabilizer a little over a month ago and it was a very tough decision for me. I had been on it once before and during that time I was the most stable I've ever been as an adult. So why did I get off of it? Because it sparked my hunger in a big way and I gained forty pounds. I got frustrated with the fact that every time I saw my doctor, I was told that I had gained weight, so in the end, I told my doctor that I wanted off. He agreed and a few months later, I was completely mentally unstable again. (I feel the need to add that I was seeing my general practitioner for my psychotropic medications at the time and that is a big no-no. I had my reasons and one day I will explain why in a later post. I now have a psychiatrist that I trust and who, I think, is doing a good job managing my medications.) I tried a lot of different medications, but none of them stabilized my moods in the way that Zyprexa had done. I went through hell trying out all of the different medications and it took going through this period to teach me just how precious my recovery is. I finally came to the point where I was willing to try Zyprexa again. I remembered the joyous days I used to have and that seemed totally out of my reach with every other medication, but I was also really scared too. Taking Zyprexa again was saying that I will not let the need to feel "in control" run my life and that my eating disordered thoughts will not win the battle for my mind. When my new psychiatrist found out that Zyprexa had once helped me, he immediately wanted me back on it and I honestly told him my reservations. He convinced me to try it again anyway. My therapist has started weighing me-backwards, so that I cannot see the number-right before each therapy session. She told me to pass my need to know my weight onto her and that she would let me and my doctor know if my weight started to dramatically increase. If it did, we would take appropriate action then, which would not be dieting, but something else, like seeing my nutritionist, lowering the dosage, or getting off the medication altogether. It was such a relief to pass my out-of-control control issues onto my therapist. As a Christian, I have been told often to pass my cares onto Godde. Well, I passed my cares onto my therapist and it felt wonderful. I feel that we experience Godde through our physical surroundings, including other people. For me, right now, passing my cares onto my therapist is about as close to giving them up to Godde as I can get. At first, my hunger and my self-consciousness did significantly increase, but as time went by, the hunger normalized and so did my eating and thinking. Now, I am delighting in food, but not obsessing about it. I am listening to my body and trying to stay mindful as to whether I am emotionally hungry or physically hungry and then eating or not eating accordingly. It is so wonderful to feel "normal" about the way I approach food now-not as something to be feared or obsessed with, but as something to be enjoyed that is vital for my survival.
To this end, I will share with you yesterday's adventures with food:
I discovered snickerpoodles , which are a cookie that you can make for you AND your dog. Really! It looks like a snickerdoodle, but it's far less sweet, because it is sweetened with honey. It has a great texture and surprisingly, a fabulous taste! It's not sickeningly sweet the way some cookies can be, but the cup of honey gives just the right amount and the mixture of cornmeal and cinnamon gives the snickerpoodle the exact same texture and feel as the cinnamon-sugar on a regular one. The only thing is, because they're not incredibly sweet, they're very addicting and I kept on wanting more...
Snickerpoodles
1/2 cup shortening
1 cup honey
2 eggs
3 ¾ cups white flour
2 teaspoons cream of tartar
1 teaspoon baking soda
½ cup cornmeal
2 teaspoons cinnamon


Yesterday, I had made the cookies with the girl I work with. Later that same day, we went to the mall and had frozen yogurt from Tutti Frutti. I know this will sound un-American, perhaps, but I actually like frozen yogurt better than ice cream! It's less sweet and tastes great with fruit. This is passion fruit and coconut frozen yogurt with blackberries, kiwis, and passion fruit jellies. So yummy and pretty!

Then, for dinner, I made a fabulous pasta dish: Pesto Squash. I got the idea from allrecipes.com, but I made it my own by adding in other ingredients.
Ingredients
Directions


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Here are my blog recommendations:
Dances with Fat-When Good Intentions Go Bad
Womanist
Musings - Disability Click Moments
Here are my blog recommendations:
Dances with Fat-When Good Intentions Go Bad
The evidence suggests that shaming kids about their weight leads to disordered eating (both under and over eating), low self-esteem, and bullying. The evidence suggests that promoting weight loss behaviors in kids predicts eating disorders and weight gain but not weight loss. So if we follow the evidence we would choose to focus on health, and promote programs that encourage kids of all sizes to develop health habits.
Womanist
Musings - Disability Click Moments
Coming to terms with disability means understanding what your limits are, and loving and accepting yourself for who you are today. This can be a difficult journey, because we are all taught that disabled people are to be pitied.