it's a shock for the body....It thinks it's dying.
It doesn't just think it, sometimes it almost happens.
In my idiot youth, I tried all sorts of bizarre health lifestyles in search of the ultimate buzz. I don't mean a chemical buzz, just the buzz of feeling really good and strong. I've never taken anything stronger than scotch. I tried Atkins one summer for about a month. It really did feel just like starving: lightheadedness, weakness, a weirded-out, spacey feeling. My "spacey" turned into a dangerous brain fog. I started getting things very wrong, couldn't add numbers in my head, forgot where I lived several times, couldn't get to a client's address because I forgot how to get across town. Not a good state to be in in Denver, Colorado, at night. I would literally just sit and stare, even behind the wheel. I was so out of it, I wasn't able to comprehend that I was out of it. It was only after I had three fender benders, one right after the other, that I put two and two together. (It's hard to put two and two together when you can't even remember where you live.)
When I went back to eating carbs, it was like waking up out of a dream, almost like that feeling you get when you're finally well again after being really, really sick with a cold or the flu. You don't realize how "out" you were until you come back. I poked around online and found all sorts of similar reports from people on Atkins. They all had my blood type: A. Research on blood type diets led to ayurveda which led to vegetarianism which led to veganism. I recently became a 99% raw vegan. Never felt better.
I look back on that idiot period in my life and just shake my head. I chalk it all up to being a horrible learning experience, just like those two boyfriends, the dog-bite-to-the-face incident, and letting my father pick out my first truck. (sigh)
Baby Herc, much, much smarter