Wow

I was waaaay sicker than I thought I was, and I'm only starting to feel better now. My diet got really bad while I was sick, eating a bag of chips for dinner, stuff like that, because I was just too tired to even think about what to eat, let alone plan, shop and cook. I never want to get that sick again.

Hopefully this has kicked me in the butt enough to really sink in that I can't eat any way I want to, and I can't put my health second. I had a long talk with the big boss at work about my health (I'm still not sure that I can even do this job anymore), who told me how he developed diabetes largely the same way I'm going to (going for way too long without eating, living off caffeine and sugary foods at work, working way too long hours and not exercising) and how he learned the hard way not to put his body second. He's given me permission to eat and rest when I need to (sounds pretty basic, but a huge concession in my line of work.)

The good news is that my hemoglobin numbers are finally up, for the first time in 20 years, so the iron pills are working, and my fatigue isn't anemia. The bad news is that it's probably all candida related, or maybe I'm developing something new and completely different (wouldn't that be lovely!) Starting today I'm going back to a sugar and white flour-free diet, until Jan. 1, then I might go on to eliminating all flour products and sweet fruits too, if need be.

I haven't bothered with a weigh-in for a long time, but I'll do one tomorrow to get (another) baseline. Right now weight loss will be the last of my goals, but hopefully a nice side effect of the new diet.

Urg!

I have been sick as a dog all week long, just starting to feel human again. Head cold, stomach flu, and raging hay fever, all at the same time, plus sick teenage boy and now a sick kittie, I'm feeling like locking myself in the bathroom and not coming out until I've been guaranteed a new life.

And, as usual, I'm starting to feel better just in time to spend all my time at work, 9 days straight starting on Tuesday, almost 2 straight weeks with only 1 day off. Oh I'm so glad to be me (struggling to keep a straight face here.)

So, I haven't even bothered to weigh-in lately, no real reason to, and I mostly forget, I've been so out of it in the mornings. I haven't been able to keep up with much, not my diet, I did 1/2 hour of yoga this week and was sore and achy for days afterward, and barely able to walk 10 feet without stopping for breath.

So here I am again, starting all over... again, argh!

Ok, vent over, tomorrow is another day, yada yada etc...

Tomorrow is also, however, Thanksgiving, otherwise known as the Irish food and drinking binge around my family. I don't think I have it in me to even pig out tomorrow at my sister's.