Guess who has two thumbs and doesn’t drink Diet Coke anymore?
Yup.
This girl.
For months and months and months.
Well…I still have it now and again in social situations or drive thru’s. But for the most part I abstain from it 98% of the time. (Which is also good because I kinda want to keep the can pouring out the flowers at the bottom of the blog. I just may put “Formerly powered by Diet Coke. :) )
I have been very quiet about it because since that one time a couple of years ago I trumpeted to the internet that I WAS GIVING UP DIET COKE FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and it lasted all of two embarrassing days, (you can click here and then here for the embarrassing failure) I should probably wait for a good long time before saying anything about it. (In my defense, I DID deal with my car being hit and run and identity theft in those two days I was trying to give up Diet Coke, so I did have a bit more testing than normal.)
You were spectacularly supportive, even when I made an ass of myself and only lasted 2-days
But it has been MONTHS and honestly…while I will probably always have to watch it…I think I’ve kicked my habit.
It has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but I did it.
(Y’all DO remember how much I loved Diet Coke, right? No? Let me remind you.)
It was after I was on painkillers, and I figured I wouldn’t have to deal with the physical aspects of the withdrawl hell, since the emotional and psychological addiction would be bad enough.
I replaced my addiction, though.
With apple juice.
Tons and tons of apple juice.
I know that this is not the best option. It’s a LOT of sugar. And guess who has put on TEN POUNDS?
Yup.
Me.
I’m going to try to get to my end goal, which is water. But I need to go one step at a time. My doctor says that even though I drink a ton more apple juice than I did Diet Coke, and even though it is a looooot of sugar, he thinks I am being wise. And that I will meet my end goal of having my primary beverage being water.
I’m just grateful that I’m not addicted to anything worse. I’d probably be sleeping on a urine-stained mattress under an overpass walking on the docks in cheap hooker heels to support my habit…although since Logan doesn’t have any docks I’d probably be trying to hit up the cows in my back yard or something.
I don’t even drink carbonation anymore.
I would say this has been going on since right after New Year’s.
I DO still drink a Diet Coke (usually small) if I go through I drive through or have one glass when we go out to dinner or lunch but I can count on one hand how many times that happens in a month.
Do I feel better?
I dunno.
I think that the whole surgery and back think is making that difficult to tell.
I’m bummed I weigh so much more and have issue fitting into my clothes, but I know me…that will be taken care of.
Because I am healing.
I am doing more.
I make sure I go out at LEAST one or twice to get sun and run my little puppy around as much as I can. (Speaking of which, I WUV HER SO FREAKING MUCH. You would too if you woke up to this widdle face.)
I am slowly becoming….ME again.
Thank you for all sticking by me because this has been a hard year.
And if you remember how much I LOOOOOVE my Diet Coke?
You’ll know this has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.
If I an do this?
I CAN DO ANYTHING.
