Day 7
Hooray! We’ve made it through the first week.
Miraculously enough, the energy is back now, and we no longer feel as if we have the flu. It’s still difficult to keep our minds off food—are those airplanes I’m hearing or your belly growling?—and I’m still dreaming pizza in full sensory mode, but it’s a lot easier when you don’t feel like you’re dying.
No headaches, no stomach aches, no major weakness now. But weight loss is definitely starting to happen. Of course, you will never, ever hear me complain about that.
We managed—I don’t know how—to get the garbage out yesterday and to get our work completed. Okay, it might not have been my very best work, but it got done. Kudos to me. It was really tough keeping the faith, though, knowing that food would make it all go away, but we didn’t crack, and we lived.
We are invincible!
Only five weeks to go. From here on, with the exception of any major occurrences that might be worth recording, I’ll just hit the milestones. One day seems so much like another at the moment. Of course, there’s no guarantee that it will stay that way—how well we know!—but we sure wouldn’t complain if it did.