Yesterday started off being a good day.
By 5 p.m. I had received three pieces of bad news and I was an emotional wreck. I had to drive home in rush hour traffic and it took over an hour. The entire time I just kept telling myself not to start crying, because I knew if I did, I would not be able to drive and all I wanted to do was get home.
Once I got home, I just went to bed. I didn't want to see the boys or my husband, I was so distraught, I just didn't want to be around anyone.
The boys went out to get pizza and Den brought some up to me - I couldn't eat it. Even the smell of it was making me feel ill.
When I am a little stressed - bad day at work, bad commute, fight with the kids etc. I reach for chocolate or fast food. When I am alot stressed - like life-changing stuff - I don't eat at all. Even the thought of eating makes me feel ill and nauseated. Having diabetes and not eating do not go well together. I woke up at 3 a.m. this morning with a blood sugar low and had to have a glass of milk and some arrowroot biscuits. I never did get back to sleep. I just had a glass of milk for breakfast and I felt like I was going to gag swallowing it. It is going to be a long day.
Some of you might think that under-eating is better than over-eating but truly it isn't. It's just as bad. It screws with your metabolism and blood sugar levels and when you do start eating properly again, your body holds on to every calorie until you convince it you won't starve it again.
Today's challenge - and over the next few days - will be to eat something every 4 hours, even if its just a glass of milk or a protein bar. That's all I can deal with today.