Tomorrow, I begin the Autoimmune Protocol (AIP).
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I’m nervous, a little salty and kind of excited. Nervous because this meal plan (I can’t stand the word diet) is restrictive. Restrictive sounds harsh, but that’s exactly what AIP is. Salty because of all of the foods I must avoid. Excited because I’m hoping this will help me regain some things that have been…..misplaced or altered in my life. Energy, strength, memory.
We went grocery shopping tonight, and it’s amazing how much lower your grocery bill is when you mainly buy meat, fresh fruit and fresh vegetables. I cook for a few hours most Sundays in preparation for the week. Cooking and preparing ahead has been very helpful as well as a money saver. Luckily, I have a great support person at home who trusts my cooking and trusts that I can make tasty meals without using all the ingredients I used to use. Now, I’m not saying I won’t use my “foods to avoid” for others. Of course I will. They aren’t AIP – I am.
According to some sites about AIP, you should do the plan for 6-8 weeks. It’s a way to detox your system and assist with determining the root of your autoimmune disease. In my case, Hashimoto’s. There’s so much I need to learn, and now I’m finally ready to try AIP. I mean, it’s not going to hurt. 8 weeks is so doable. Yes, it will require even more planning. It will probably require purging my pantry a bit. Did I mention I must avoid all grains, legumes, nuts, NSAIDs, ALCOHOL?!?! You know, I like to have a nice margarita or a glass of wine. Boo. This will be worth it if it gives me back what I’m losing.
I can do this. I absolutely can do this. I’ve given myself my birth month, March, to eat and drink what I want. Tomorrow is a new chapter in my research, in my recovery. I’ve got this.