My skin tastes bad.... WHY???
Hi, I am 5 weeks out today. I noticed today that when I licked my fingers they taste kinda like ear wax... (yeah that is kinda gross I know) but I was licking flavored cream cheese off my finger. Okay so I didn't think much more of it... but then I licked my lips and had that same taste.... and my turkey breast lunchmeat that I put the cream cheese in and rolled it up... when I took a bite I could taste that same yucky taste. so I fed it to the dog!!!! Now here is a really gross part but I HAD to find out!!!) I even licked my arm to see if it was my skin... YUP it was... or maybe it is my tongue?? I keep putting chap stick on my lips to hide that taste too! HELP what am I not doing right?
The post title was so extremely funny that I had to read this!
You are in the early stages of extreme weight loss, and going through profound ketosis. I don't know much about earwax, because I never thought to taste mine, BUT ...
You can expect:
1) things will taste different to you, at least for a while;
2) you will smell different to yourself and other people (they will let you know, eventually);
3) your poop will smell different .... and I don't mean in a good way;
4) that's enough for now ... trust me, it won't last forever.
Your post made my day. Brought back memories of the day I made the dog gag and leave the room in disgust.
Also, of the time my husband said, "Wow, this whole room smells like your breath. Ugh. Not that it would want to make me stop ****ing you, or anything ..."
Boys will be boys!
You are in the early stages of extreme weight loss, and going through profound ketosis. I don't know much about earwax, because I never thought to taste mine, BUT ...
You can expect:
1) things will taste different to you, at least for a while;
2) you will smell different to yourself and other people (they will let you know, eventually);
3) your poop will smell different .... and I don't mean in a good way;
4) that's enough for now ... trust me, it won't last forever.
Your post made my day. Brought back memories of the day I made the dog gag and leave the room in disgust.
Also, of the time my husband said, "Wow, this whole room smells like your breath. Ugh. Not that it would want to make me stop ****ing you, or anything ..."
Boys will be boys!