A Troubling Tuesday
"A rough day was had..."
Yesterday I woke up feeling kind of yucky, there was just this gross chalky feeling in my stomach. For breakfast I had a cup of mixed vegetables, and two tablespoons of pasta salad. I went for my walk at noon, and it was the worst. The whole morning I had been feeling sluggish, weak, and like I had no energy. I felt like I was getting exhausted from the slightest movements, and when I went walking it didn't get any better. I struggled through the entire thing, I wanted to quit less than half way, I wanted to sit on the benches, but my buddy convinced me to keep on, keeping on. So I did. I got home feeling drained, soon as I entered the door I went for the couch. My mom said it looked like I had a tough walk, I told her my situation, and then went to my bed and napped until my 4'clock appointment with my doctor.
Felt like a chore getting to the car. My doctor increased one of my medications from once a day, to twice a day. I'm not at all pleased with this. I'm tired of popping pills! On the way home mom was trying to figure out what might have caused the way I was feeling. I let it slip about the particularly low calorie Monday I had, and she was alarmed to say the least. She was semi-panicking (mom can be dramatic sometimes) she went on and on about how I'm starving myself, that I'm obsessed, that I need to do things the right way, I'm killing myself etc. I promised her I'd eat more. For a late lunch I'm had a few tablespoons of pasta salad. For dinner a cup and half of pasta salad, two hash browns, and some sliced pickles.
A rough day was had, and my night wasn't much better, I got to sleep late and tossed and turned all night.