I understand. Last Christmas I was so miserable that I couldn't take it any more. I finally gave in and ate some cookies and cake in hopes that I would just feel better. Surprisingly, I felt so much better after I did that, even back to normal, and very quickly. I guess the little buggers laid off of me once they were fed. After I got my bearings again, though, I got back on the program, and fortunately, I've never felt as bad with die-off ever since. Getting off for that short while might have set me back a little, but for me it turned out to be for the best because it made me feel well enough again to keep going.