Mine was eventful, and yes, I did eat pretty much whatever I wanted...my pancreas was pumping out insulin like a slushy machine and at some point I think I was sugar drunk. I honestly have no clue how people eat like that on a regular basis. I was more than ready to eat healthy the next day.
And by "next day" I mean waiting in line in Target with Kelly and Sparkles...
It was a site.
She literally looked like this all night. ALL NIGHT. I had to talk her out of buying that elf hat. I shouldn't have to do that....
I have no clue why we torture ourselves staying up all night for the sake of a few gifts. Believe me, we questioned our own sanity more than once...especially in Kohl's, as Kelly and I waited for an hour and a half in line. The woman in front of us had a giant toy firetruck that kept lighting up and making a siren noise loud enough to make you wish you were deaf. I was 2 seconds from destroying that thing right there.
What a night.
We had a blast, took coffee to the face more than once, and at 8am I finally made it home and crawled in bed.
And that was pretty much the end of my normal Thanksgiving break.
Friday afternoon I started feeling weird, and by Saturday morning I could hardly take 10 steps without being out of breath or wanting to throw up.
There was that moment face-down in the toilet when I thought I might hack up my spleen, and Oscar just stared at me like I needed to just suck it up and take it like a champ. I hated that feline right then... Like he can throw up hairballs the size of a ferret but I'm not ever allowed to be sick.
Dumb cat.
Fittingly, I later had to clean up his vomit.
Story of my life.
I spent the day in the recliner watching Hallmark movies. Bad actors. Bad plots. But I figured if I felt horrible I might as well watch horrible tv. Makes no sense I realize, and yet this is how my mind works. It was a long day.
But my dear friend brought me some meds and soup. Granted, she wouldn't get within 6 feet of me, but I didn't blame her.
She didn't ask what she could do she just DID. Awesome gal.
Today has been much better than yesterday, and I was actually able to eat food for the first time since Friday afternoon. Still have not had coffee. Let's not talk about it. I battled a caffeine headache from hell until about 2pm.
If I can't have any tomorrow you might see me on the news.
Back to the grind tomorrow. I truly cannot wait to feel 100%....yes, I probably take good health for granted until I'm face-down hovered over the very spot I've sat on. Life is humbling at times.
Have a great night folks, and ready to roll tomorrow!
A few Thanksgiving pics...
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