My eating patterns went crazy at the end of last year. I craved cold sweet drinks and went through phases of being addicted to different ones and drinking stupid quantities of them. I just thought it was to do with being in China and missing Western foods. When I went home for a month I did a progress through a lot of my old favourite foods and drinks, and I loved it. But when I came back to China the problem continued and I didn’t have the will to stop. After that my ongoing heart condition began to move into crisis. Then my breathing became so bad I had to climb to my apartment one flight of stairs at a time, then rest, etc.
I went to see an aged Chinese doctor and took my ECG readouts from the past. He told me that my heart had become much worse and gave me a Chinese medicine and told me not to have any chocolate (!!!!!), coffee (!!!!) or sweet drinks (!!!). I was to have no red meat and almost no white meat. I was not to drink milk.
As I guessed I was very close to dying (previous experiences of crisis and going into intensive care units told me that) I gave up all my bad habits immediately. It’s a great motivator. I lost eight kilos in a few weeks and haven’t touched chocolate or coffee since.
The medicine the doctor gave me cleansed my body and I self-medicated to control the heart and the fluid in my lungs. After a while getting the doses right I was ok and have been really healthy for a couple of months now. I haven’t gone back to my bad habits since.
For me, the real question is, why did I suddenly have such crazy eating patterns, a sort of suicide attempt through eating. I have diabetes and a heart problem! Why did I flirt with death? What was my unconscious trying to teach me?