Went Over On Calories...Proud

I’m not a stress-eater, never have been. I used to be a stress-drinker. Please, don’t judge. Never in front of the kids, just at night...after everyone was asleep. Well anyways, I completely cut alcohol out at the beginning of July. I wasn’t a regular drinker, but it has been my “stress crutch” for years. So today I had a anxiety filled appointment with the gastroenterologist. I was told I have IBS-D, that my erosive gastritis is in a flare-up, and that she suspects swelling in my G.I. tract and wants me to have a colonoscopy. So...stressed! Instead of stopping at the party store on the way home, though, I just gave in on a few foods I’d been craving, still keeping calories under 2,000...for whatever that’s worth. I’m now trying to work up the energy/motivation to burn off some of those calories on my treadmill tonight. Not sure why I felt the need to share all of this, but feels good to have maintained some level of control in the face of adversity. I’m not trying to trade one Vic (alcohol) for another (food), but sometimes I think we get overwhelmed and need SOMETHING.