Day Three - Off My Feed

Wasn't I just here? Geez.

I'm off my feed. Which is ridiculous, because shouldn't humans simply eat when they're hungry with a focus on balanced nutrition? Seems that's not enough for some of us.

I've said it before - I should weight 98 pounds because of the bird-like eating spells I experience. I've been so run-down of late; yesterday it was to the point of bad parenting. I let Clara Jane watch TV while I half-dozed on the couch, and then I let her play video games while I half-dozed on the bed beside her. In other words, she spent most of the day with half a parent.

This probably had something to do with the fact that the sum total of my food from the time I woke up until I had dinner at 6 PM was coffee and a bowl of black beans.

I still have my blood glucose meter from the diabetes/hypoglycemia scare I had last year. Perhaps I should bust it out again and see if I'm giving myself a disease. Again. (She says as she takes a sip from her third cup of coffee with Splenda and skim milk.)

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