A Story of Recovery:
90 Days Of Miracles
I cannot believe how healthy I am today. I am 34 pounds (over 15 kilos) lighter and am healthy beyond imagination. I found out about Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) after talking to a psychologist friend of mine about my eating habits. I used to beat myself up in front of the mirror, be disgusted with my body and, most importantly, feel disgusted with the man I had turned into.
I told my friend that I didn’t have breakfast, only ate lunch if I went out with my coworkers, and then went home to raid the fridge and pantry as if it was my last day on earth. Then I topped it off with sugar products and watched TV until it was time to go to bed. I told myself I would start fresh the next day, but I never did. I told him that I didn’t understand why I couldn’t get out of that cycle. “It sounds like you have a food addiction,” he said. “I have two clients who went on this program called FA, and they look fabulous. They’ve been able to keep the weight off, but most importantly, they are healthy. See if they have a Dallas chapter and maybe attend a meeting. You never know, this is something that might work for you.”
Those were words from my Higher Power coming out of my friend’s mouth, because I had never heard of this program. I had never thought about food addiction. To me, alcoholics and drug addicts were the only people who had addictions. Not me. That night I googled FA and attended the next meeting, which was on a Tuesday.
The lady who qualified that night shared her journey of losing 135 pounds (over 61 kilos), becoming healthy, and achieving serenity in the process. Then she said she kept the weight off for 10 years. 10 years! When I did other weight loss programs, people got so excited when someone lost a pound. I never met anyone who lost that much weight and kept it off. I was hooked. After the break, more people got up and shared, and each person’s story resonated with something that was going on with me.
I got a sponsor that night, called her the following morning, and received my food plan. When she told me I could not have certain items that I loved, especially ones that are by all means healthy, according to my brain, I felt some resistance. “I am Greek after all, what do you mean I can’t have…” I expressed to her. With Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, my three-week Asian travel plans, and my birthday coming up, I decided I could not start in November. I did not want to screw up again, and thought after my birthday would be a great time to start.
Right after my 46th birthday in January, I went back to the Tuesday meeting, got a new sponsor, and began this amazing journey. The first few days I had no idea what the heck I was doing. My kitchen was a disaster. The cooking, the meetings, and the phone calls took over my life. On top of that, my sponsor also wanted me to read from AA’s Big Book, do thirty minutes of quiet time in the morning before I called him, and pray to God for my abstinence twice a day. I really wanted to quit. But all I could think of was the successes of so many people in the program. I knew I could achieve this.
It took me a few weeks before I even started reading the Big Book at bedtime. I am amazed at the patience my sponsor had. He would ask me once or twice a week if I had started reading it, and each time I would say no. Finally, at one of the meetings, I heard someone share their experience with the Big Book, the serenity she received from reading the stories, and the way she related to the addicts. I immediately went to the back of the room during the break, bought a copy, and started reading each night before going to bed. I make it a point to read just after dinner, as once my head hits the pillow, I am asleep within minutes.
In March I had my annual physical for the insurance company. My doctor was curious about my 19-pound weight loss at that point, and asked me what I was doing. I explained the program to him, and he said to keep it up. He said that he always told his patients to lay off the flour and sugar. I was hoping he would be more excited, because when he told me my weight, I was jumping up and down with joy inside my head.
When my blood test results came back a couple of days later, the doctor called to give me my results. Everything was within normal range. That’s just a month and a half after doing this program. What a miracle! The fact that my body wanted to correct itself and all I had to do was feed it the right foods, foods that did not include flour and sugar, was all it took to bring me back to health. I thank my Higher Power daily for this, and I stay abstinent.
I noticed during my first 90 days that my health started operating at its optimal level. Not just the blood work, but my chronic back pain and acid reflux also disappeared. On a phone call, someone told me about their back pain, and that’s when it dawned on me that I had stopped experiencing back pain. In addition, I used to wake up in the middle of the night, at least four nights a week, with acid reflux and what seemed to be an intense fire in my system. I would go to the bathroom to vomit, and I couldn’t. I felt disgusting and had to lie in an upright position in bed until it went away. The fact that I gave up those creamy sugar products just before going to bed, which turned out to be the cause of my acid reflux, is another miracle.
Toward the end of my ninety days, I had to start wearing my husband’s clothes, as he was a smaller size than me. I didn’t want to buy my new clothes until I reached my right-size body, so I am glad I had that option. This caused awkwardness at the beginning, as he started to feel a bit guilty because he was not on the program. When things got a bit tense, because the program did take over many aspects of my daily life, we started talking about FA again, versus avoiding the “elephant in the room.” Now on nights where I don’t go to meetings, we have dinner together and we go over our days. We are communicating at a deeper level and growing together. That doesn’t mean it’s easy all the time, but the newfound serenity we have with each other is something I welcome.
There were times I wanted to quit, times I wanted to test my sponsor, times I wanted to see how it would feel to have a break, but I persevered. I told myself, “Thank God that’s not my food,” ate my three abstinent meals with nothing in between, and got through the day. I may have slacked off on doing some or all my tools occasionally, but I never slacked off on the food. On easy days I learn a lot about myself. On hard days, I learn even more.