Saturday, March 12, 2011

Meatballs

Friday was a long day made longer with doctor's appointment. Supper time at about 9 p.m. and all the makings for meatball sandwiches are in the fridge. I just eat the meatballs out of a bowl. I'm so tired and I figure fewer carbs right? Too bad there were a lot of damn meatballs in the bowl! Sometimes I'm like a drinker who has a blackout. I come to, and the empty bowl is spinning, there's a stain on my t-shirt and my stomach feels like it was just hit by a freight train. This always happens late at night, which then makes it a fun job to try and fall asleep.

A time or too I've actually - how can I say this delicately - made myself return my just-swallowed (and possibly chewed a little) late-night snack to the earth, via the toilet. But what makes that tricky is if I've already taken my insulin, I have to make sure my blood sugar does not drop too low. That is a very strange feeling at 2 in the morning to wake up shaking and barely able to get out of bed and make your way to the peanut butter jar with all the colored spots dancing before your eyes. So, gotta be careful. Don't want any insulin-induced comas. Plus, how ridiculous would it be to be the world's first 400-pound bulemic ( I exaggerate my weight, somewhat, for comedic effect). Anyway, whenever I regurgitate, blood vessels in my face break and I look like a freak and I can't hide from my wife what I've just done.

But anyway, Saturday makes day 4 and still no fast food. :-)

2 comments:

  1. Hang in there and keep up the good work! Sorry to hear about the meatball incident - but remember tomorrow's another day. My biggest weakness, right now, is the chocolate brownies I made the other day. They call out my name every time I pass the kitchen. Solution? I just finished eating all of those little suckers and now they're out of the house. LOL

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  2. I have the same problem: Inability to eat only a portion of what's in front of me. I always wind up finishing it, no matter what it is — jelly beans, candy, broccoli, doesn't matter. I eat until it's gone. The only thing that works for me is portioning things for myself with a bowl or sandwich bag, so I feel like I've finished it, even if there's more in the fridge.

    I have a 1 lb. bag of chocolate on my desk right now, which I brought in today. I have given away maybe two handfuls. There is less than half a pound remaining. I am putting it away now. But I'll still know it's there...calling me...

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