Yes, I was doing great last week… and then, once again, fate intervened! (this time, again, it was that my room-mate was on a deadline, and, when I stopped participating in our shared meal-prep — not preparing, not eating– my room-mate stopped eating healthy food and went to cookies, chocolate, and instant noodles. When she started getting really crazy — a total junk-food diet apparently can do that– I had to step in, prepare food and eat it with her. I have since told her that I will NEVER break my fast for her again — this was the third time that she pulled this stunt. From now on, if she wants to ignore her health, I am not going to step in and save her. )
So, now, I am on day three again! I haven’t mentioned it before, possibly out of superstition. (Last night, the room-mate expected me to cook for her, because I usually do on Tuesdays, so I did. That was an amazing experience. I prepared something that I thought would be delicious, but I did not taste it. As a result, I gained a new appreciation for moms who may be on a diet, may want to be raw when their families don’t, and moms who are on diets. That was rather hard.)
Last night, I had the headache from hell. I forced down 3 pint glasses of water and then just lay there and told myself that sleep would work. Yuck.
Today, I was happy to notice that I did not need to drink so much of the lemonade at work. (I did notice that I do need to force myself to drink more water)
On the way home, I smelled a lot of delicious food, and, when I did, I just kept going. Once I was past the smell, I was okay. I got home and made up another batch of my “lemonade”.
I’m doing okay, and I am happy. One thing that I have noticed (since I had forgotten to do it) is that drinking a laxative tea at night really does help out– even though the morning salt flush will do the work, the evening tea makes it, how shall I say, “much more efficient”.