Dummie me ... I didn't eat breakfast yesterday morning. I should have. I know better. I drank some juice but that just sent me off the edge. By 11:00 I remembered ... only because Tween noticed I was shaking and wasn't using my words correctly. I grabbed some yogurt and a tuna kit (has tuna salad and crackers) and started gobbling it up. I couldn't stop to get rice crackers because I was going down fast (hitting the bottom of my attack) so I ate the wheat crackers with the tuna. By the time I went to bed last night, I had started to think clearly again.
I hate these attacks.
Nobody is gonna remind me to eat. I'm an adult. **I** should remember myself.
So this morning, I ate some yogurt. I'm getting ready to boil some eggs and I'll sneak one with a tiny dollop (oxymoron?) of mayonnaise. I'm making deviled eggs for tomorrow - we celebrate the first day of Spring - gotta eat deviled eggs, cheese, fresh bread and a spring salad. Yum!
Have a great day!
Yet another delay
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I honestly started back on my writing, while preparing to get the house
ready to sell and monitoring my son's epilepsy ... then it happened.
Another lump ...
3 comments:
Wish I could forget to eat. Not really.
I get like that when traveling sometimes. I usually keep peanuts in the car to help when I have one of those attacks. Good thing it doesn't happen at home with me because I'd have no one to tell me something is wrong.
Be careful! Scary stuff. I have hypoglycemia, too, but I've never gone beyond shaking. Well, let me restate that -- I have panic attacks, and they have happened when I have not eaten. I have learned there can be a connection.
I'm one that is not a breakfast eater, but I have been ever since I started my quest.
My Tween was instrumental in getting me protein by bring me cashews, unasked for but very welcomed. I will have to make myself eat at least something when I get up with Hubby at 4:30 a.m. Thanks! Vee
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