This whole week I have been living off of day-quill, night-quill and halls.
I am so sick of being sick.
Because the only way to get better is eating something.
I've tried the medicine on an empty stomach and it's not pretty.
I've been drinking tea and water and orange juice and apple juice like crazy. Popping vitamins and Tylenol.
Still at 92lbs.
I'm freaking sick of that number.
I'm starved and just tired of stuffing my face like a fat ass.
I think I have been keeping a under 1000-600 cals a day, just because I eat mostly soup. Although I did have a vita-muffin, a bowl of cereal, a sandwich, one pickle and 2 brownies today. That's like what...
I've actually forgotten the last time I counted my daily cals. I usually do that when I'm blogging, since I've been away from this blog.
Well ok for today...adding a cup of apple juice as well.
I'd say 1100 rounding up.
Thats disgusting.
I've been eating way too much.
One good thing was my ex's birthday. I made him a cake and a pinata (filled with his favorite candies, he has a major sweet tooth) in a green lantern theme.
I set up something etra special, despite being sick. I told him to take a shower. In the bathroom I left post it notes saying to set an alarm for an hour and enjoy a nice shower. I put one on the door saying not to ask any question and not to peak.
When he came out there was another note on the wall wishing him him a wonder full birthday.
On the door to his room it said to make a wish.
I set up the room with a few scattered candles and had the lights off. I put on music. And I was sitting on his bed with a plate of cinnamon rolls with a candle in them.
All I was wearing was cough*candypanties*cough.
The rest was history.
I hope he liked it, I'd been up since 6 am that day baking and planning, running around picking up the last bits. I'm at his house now chilling again. Things are going good, but its still complicated.
Like the rest of my life, at least I'm happy for the moment, about most things, sickness and weight excluded.
Well ok for today...adding a cup of apple juice as well.
I'd say 1100 rounding up.
Thats disgusting.
I've been eating way too much.
One good thing was my ex's birthday. I made him a cake and a pinata (filled with his favorite candies, he has a major sweet tooth) in a green lantern theme.
I set up something etra special, despite being sick. I told him to take a shower. In the bathroom I left post it notes saying to set an alarm for an hour and enjoy a nice shower. I put one on the door saying not to ask any question and not to peak.
When he came out there was another note on the wall wishing him him a wonder full birthday.
On the door to his room it said to make a wish.
I set up the room with a few scattered candles and had the lights off. I put on music. And I was sitting on his bed with a plate of cinnamon rolls with a candle in them.
All I was wearing was cough*candypanties*cough.
The rest was history.
I hope he liked it, I'd been up since 6 am that day baking and planning, running around picking up the last bits. I'm at his house now chilling again. Things are going good, but its still complicated.
Like the rest of my life, at least I'm happy for the moment, about most things, sickness and weight excluded.
Wow, he must have been so happy, i know I would be if someone did that for me!
ReplyDeleteConcentrate on getting better and when you´re not sick anymore you can focus again in loosing.
Get well sweetie
xx