Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Well Don't You Know That Other Kids Are Starving In Japan?

Monday after I posted things went rapidly downhill.  I went to weigh in, and then hit the grocery store for a few things I needed already.  The headache started getting worse.  By 9:30, I was sitting in the dark.  It felt like there was a spotlight two feet in front of my face, despite the lack of any substantial light in the room.  Then the nausea kicked in.  I couldn’t take any more headache tablets because my stomach was going nuts.  I threw up my dinner.  By 11, I was in bed with a cold cloth over my eyes and a bag of frozen corn wrapped in a t-shirt under the back of my neck.  When I woke up Tuesday, the headache had abated some, but still lingered.  The mere thought of going to work and sitting under the rows of glaring, uncovered fluorescent lights made my stomach turn.  I called in sick.

Good thing.  Picture a woman with a severe, scary case of PMS, then multiply it.  By 100.  There I was.  Things were alternately sending me into a rage or into tears.  I was a total mess.  Having a 40-hour headache can do that to you, I guess.  I slept a good bit of the day just trying to hibernate through the pain.  By 7, the headache, which had remained at a consistent medium rated throb, started to increase.  I couldn’t take it any more.  I cheated.  I had a cup of tea.  With a sweet ‘n’ low.  And a tablespoon of milk.  I couldn’t even make it three days.

I felt almost immediately better once I’d drunk the tea.  I guessed I’d have trouble sleeping, so I took a melatonin and was in bed by 11.  This morning, I jumped out of bed, full of energy and a renewed zest for life.

Because this morning I could have TOAST.

That’s right folks.  Heaven exists, and it tastes like crunchy bread with a teaspoon of butter on it.  I have more energy today, that’s for sure, and the chicken I had for lunch sits at the right hand of toast in heaven. 

This afternoon at lunch, I went to weigh in.  I figured that after only three days, I shouldn’t expect much.  I’ve lost five pounds.  FIVE.  In three days.  After the last three days, now that I can have so much more food and have so many more options, I feel like this diet won’t be too hard to stick to.  I’m sure I’ll reach a point in a few weeks where I take that back, but for the moment, I’m optimistic.  Because five pounds?  That almost makes the headache worth it. 

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