Yesterday was the worst, by far. An almost continuous five-day headache reached a skull-thumping crescendo by lunchtime. That, coupled with the total inability to regulate my blood sugar, made for the delightful feeling of my internal organs spinning in a food processor.
Somehow managed to complete all necessary tasks at work, but only by using twice the energy to ignore the discomfort. And I had to fight the uncontrollable urge to scream and/or bash my head in the desk. Those of you who are regular blog readers know that I’m not really a screamy, head-bashy kind of person.
Hunger changes you.
Instead of tackling errands after work, the evening’s activities included cooking dinner, collapsing on the bed in tears, and falling asleep by 9:30 with the help of a Tylenol and three aspirin.
Makes me wonder how anyone can get an education or remain functional at their job when hunger clouds every thought.
Have to admit, a few of the changes have been welcome, and I hope their effect sticks around long after the experiment ends.
- I’ve heard the term mindful eating thrown around for a while. But, man, did the concept hit home this week. I practically thanked each black-eyed pea at lunch yesterday.
- Speaking of those black-eyed peas, there was a time I would have turned up my nose at four helpings of the same meal in one week. No longer. Pickiness is a first-world problem of the highest order.
- Little luxuries go a long way for maintaining sanity. I absolutely love the ritual of making a cup of coffee in the morning, especially with cooler weather in the forecast, but there was no buying it on a SNAP budget. So I was giddy when I remembered a few slices of fresh ginger steeped in water make an excellent hot tea. Problem solved for pennies.
One more day to go…
Grits and an egg for breakfast
Leftover sweet potato, broccoli, peas & carrots for lunch
Canned spaghetti sauce over pasta for dinner